Thursday 6 August 2009

11:42 am, July 31st '09

It's been a long time since I was sat here on my bed waiting for a call.

It's been even longer since I've expected one from you.

My insides are turning; I'd eat to pass the time but it wouldn't stay.

I shake.

I wait

to tell you how,
even now,
with this truce in place,
my fingers fight-

first spelling out your number like it were their own name,
then knee-jerk refusing to dial.

And somehow you are here,
in my city, just as I've cracked-

but why would this surprise me?

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