Phone Call
Phone call
A quivering voice
Echoed through the phone
With a slight indecation
Of alcohol consumtion.
Slowly getting his thoughts out
As his throat constricted
Trying to hold back the tears
In his glass eyes.
A love that was amiss,
Love that was so far away
Yet in reach.
Hi drunkenness
Was not enough
To forget his memories,
Their memories...
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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