LATE-NIGHT TALK.....

His name came up

On the caller ID

At exactly

Eleven forty-three.

I answered it

In my cheery fashion

For our late-night talks

Were always my passion.

But his voice told me

That something was wrong

Like a horror movie's

Foreshadowing song.

As he took a deep breath

And told me the phase

"We need to talk"

I was put in a daze.

"We have a connection

and get along fine

There's nothing you've done

The problem is mine.

"You understand,don't you?

Are you still there?"

I tried to answer

As i felt my heart tear.

"We're gonna stay friends,

We'll talk every day.

......,do you have

Anything to say?"

A thousand thoughts were

Ready to spill

But my mouth wouldn't talk

As my eyes began to fill.

Thoughts raced through my head

Old memories played

The thought of being alone

Made me feel so afraid.

"I'm not expecting you

To understand.

You're a sophomore,

Life holds different demands.

"Still one day

Whwn your life is SATs'

College applications

And activities,

"You'll realize why

I made tis choice.

Tlak to me,........,

Do you have a voice?"

I wouldn't if i hadn't

Hung up so quick

To comport myself,

I was feeling quite sick.

So then this is it,

This is the end.

What more can I say then?

I'll miss you,my friend.