Words That Fall On Deaf Ears

It Wasn't Enough

Everything came crashing down upon me 

As I stood silently listening to his voice,

Clutching the phone in my hand until my fingers turned white.

I stood still,

Not wanting to interrupt the voice,

A voice I had not heard in so long,

But not wanting the sonorous sound to continue over the phone.

In that instant,

It all came back to me:

The innocent longing to be near him,

The drowning disappointment he was not there with me,

The harrowing pangs of being separated by mere miles,

Yet unable to see him all the while.

Irrational anger possessed me momentarily,

A phone call was just not enough.

It would never be enough.

I wanted to see him in front of me,

Just to be certain he was alive and well.

I wanted to wrap my arms around him,

Just to be close for a fleeting moment.

I wanted to listen to him speak for hours,

Just to hear what he had to say.

But those things weren't possible.

It was only a phone call.

A two-minute phone call.

And it wasn't enough.