I’d not heard your voice in a while
a few days maybe
I’m not too sure maybe
But i remember when i called you last;
I masked the tears on my face by strengthening my cracking voice.
You were so far away, and i needed you
i needed the scent of your skin, the warmth of your hands,
I needed the sound of your voice, the security of your arms
because i was scared
and it was one of those days where the pessimism cut me so deep nothing could yank me out. nothing but your smile and your hair in my hands as i held on to you tight
I was scared. that my heart was breaking again, breaking prematurely, in preparation for worst case scenarios spinning out of control in my mind
so I called you that night. I called you.
I heard you,
i heard you like i hear you now.
warm. ready, loving. waiting.