The phone rang.
It was her, her voice was as cheery yet hollow with sadness.
Was it feared that I heard, or was it just my mind manipulation?
I don’t know, it is better not to know, I told me.
She was tired; she just wants to talk for a bit.
I could hear the tears, while my own was building up.
How do I say goodbye?
I have done this many a time, but it can only get harder.
I asked her, “will you allow me to clean you, I mean when the time comes?”
Then, I paused and the conversation was on halt.
Shit, what, what, why, why do I ask her that question?
I don’t know, I want to be right when the moment is so wrong.
How do I bid adieu?
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