nothing more than love

for the call
which never comes

the one
where she says
all is forgiven
I love you

she says
please come home
we can work it all out

she says
come to me

and I do
and we do

but the phone
doesn’t ring

and everything
reminds me
of her

cup of tea
a bed
dark hair

I think
what should I do
with all these thoughts
in my head

afraid to let go
that that
would be
the end

and I keep
another outcome

the one where
the phone rings

and she says …

(D. James)

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