Poet

Phonecall

I waited for what felt like years for my phone to ring and the screen to read your name. After a while i gave up on thinking that you still felt the same way you use to. and when you would call every once and a while for small favors, i would not recognize the ringtone. And i believed the screen was playing tricks on me when your name came up onto the broken screen. I think i had forgotten the sound of your voice, so I never knew for sure it was you.