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Words: anonymous 

I was not sure why you decided to call

For the last time I talked to you, I told you not to call.

But, I didn’t know why you had called

Or maybe it was my insane imagination that the phone rang.

For it is quite impossible for you to call…

Of course I thought, all by my lonesome he wouldn’t’ have called just to hear my voice

But then he did always ask why he often saw us together in his daydreams, I eighty-two and he eighty-five both in our rocking chairs

Not needing to talk for this silence surrounding us, is no silence it’s just us listening to our lover breathing

He always wondered to himself why he saw me, beautiful…

And why he had never cared until it was to late.

He never got that he’s in love for no one has loved him,

But me.

And even I never told him,

Just pretended he was another petulant victim.

Just another boy torn up by my beauty.

Though a doctor might have been diagnosed me in love…

But I see no more love, in this dark hole surrounding what he thought was lust.

For, I believe in something more crucial than love

This feeling doesn’t have a word

If he thought he was feeling love

He was all but wrong

He was feeling much more than love

It is a feeling without a word for no soul could find it

It’s a feeling that you feel. It’s the way you still love me,

Even if I take my shirt off for other men when we’re are not together

For when the men surround me and I brake their hearts

Each and every time I pretend they are you.

For, I want you to feel the pain I felt

When you died.