I once heard that life is a
terrible place not to have a
And it really is.
I wish I could pick up the phone and
call you and although your
I still do it sometimes.
Just let it ring and ring
until finally your voice says
Hey, this is Sarah.
In the background you can barely hear
The biggest loser in the world.
Then you laugh and the sound is so wonderful
that I clutch the phone to my chest
As I'm doing this your laughter ends,
and like it always is with you,
it's too soon.
Leave a message, you say.
Seconds go by
beep beep beep beep
its your heart slowly
like it did in that hospital room.
The line goes dead but I scream into it anyway.
Why did you leave me?!
Why did you feel like you had to die?!
Why didn't you tell me?
But there is no answer
and as I hang up
tears clinging to my eyelashes and
anger building in my heart
I wish I could call you
to tell you that
life is too terrible for
me not to have you.