Sunday, September 25, 2016

And We're In September!

Here's something to keep the leaves falling:

Last year when you called me around the dim moon nights, I was lying on my bed wearing blue pajamas. And everything we talked about was nothing because all I kept thinking about was why you had called. And I couldn’t  ask because the moment was precious. I did not want anything to avert what was already sentimental. But then, you ended the call and opened up a door of confusion. What did you call to say? Yes, we spoke about how much you loved soccer and how much we were both addicted to the things that drove us crazy. But, that was not what I waited to hear. I wanted you to say that you missed me and that you called because you wanted to hear my voice. But you did not say any of that or allude to the idea that romance welled in your throat. What should I have done then? Ask what love could have meant in a 3 hour phone call? Tell me now what it is you meant when you said you called to surprise me?

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