The answered phone, the lonely sound of your voice. "Hello?" Please let it be him.

"Hey, it's me." Do you still think about me?

"Hey! I haven't heard from you in ages." I've missed you.

"It's only been a week." Don't do this to me.

"Only? Gee, nice to know I'm loved." Laughter. It's not big deal – just one more chance?

Sigh. "You know I didn't mean it like that." Don't make this my responsibility.

"What have you been up to?" Have you found someone to replace me yet?

"Oh, nothing much. I'm still trying to figure out the people and where I fit in, and not get lost, and stuff like that." Everything's so different now.

"Sounds fun." I'm jealous of the people you're with.

"What about you – what have you been doing?" Talk to me, please.

"Nah, I haven't been doing much. Just shopping, homework, guys; you know, the usual." I'm trying to act like you're still here.

"Sounds cool." I wish I was still there.

"It is." You're not though.


"Oh, sorry; I've got to go." I don't know what to say to make this better.

"That's cool. I guess I'll speak to you in a few days?" Please don't just leave me again.

"Yeah, sure. Talk to you then." Please, just let it go.

"Okay. See you." Prolonging.

"See you. Bye." We can't go back to how we used to be.

Fake happiness. "Goodbye." But I love you.