Place This Call

It’s a drunken late night call

I want to say something, hear your voice

I get the machine

I don’t like its tone

I say something anyway

“Call me….hello”

I forget to hang up

You hear me drop the phone

The next morning

When you play the message

At a reasonable hour

You call to tell me

You love me

But I’m not ready

Hung-over in the dark basement apartment.

2 thoughts on “Place This Call

    1. Thanks Mary for stopping by and leaving a comment. I think we have all been there…those who have not I probably wouldn’t hang out with them anyway.

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