Can I call you? Say “miss you” and cut the call,
Hear you breathe and hear you smile,
All I want to do is see you,
Feel that thing again. “Spark” you used to say.
Why did we go apart? Can’t call it permanent though.
I close my eyes and all I see is you,
Smiling when I drop my pen,
Apparently lost in your thought.
Two years, a day and a half,
I saw you change your gals every month.
Getting paranoid is all I do,
Hush! No, not in front of you.
You called me up last night,
“Hello? need a friend to talk”
An hour later, I bit my lip.
Easier that way when you say goodbye.
You called me love decades ago; I made you a friend,
Now, maybe its other way round and there the problem began.
This gal slipped a bit too far from the shore.
This soul will be your midnight friend as long as the body floats.