Romance

11

On the second ring my perspective changed.
My eyes found its way to the number lodged and memorized from the callers calls.

Two in the morning
And I'm filled with dark thoughts.

"Hello? "

"You told me you were sad, you felt bad, that you were nothing"
A pause
A few steps
And silence

"Well, I'm here to tell you. You're everything, your past is not you"
Shivering bodies
Shaking hands.

"those scars on your body, they mean the world, another page in your ever continuing story"
I wanted to speak up
But the cat had gotten my tongue.

"You're beautiful even with the scars decorating your hips"
Not glorifying
But stunning

"and your weight? Darling you've changed, you're you. Nothing is more true"
Big blobs of tears.

"I'm a no one, lati, it's all up to you in the end, but sweetie, in my eyes, you are my trend, my trusted friend, a beautiful master piece, flaws and all"
Sobs of surprise
And escaped sighs
Was my glorious and painless good night.