The phone call

I sit and wait for you to speak
Nothing is being said
I want you to say something meaningful
So I don’t feel so dead

I pretend that I don’t know
What is really going on
Because if we’re really over
Then my soul is completely gone

I hear you breathe in deeper
And finally clear your voice
I wait on pins and needles
To hear you make your choice

I scramble for the words to tell you
That I don’t want this to end
But you hesitate then say again
That this love I cannot mend

I beg you to try once more
And maybe we can make it
That maybe we need a brand new start
But you tell me that you can’t fake it

I put my hand over the phone
Not wanting you to hear me cry
I swallow my tears and continue on
Knowing that my tears I must dry

I let out a nervous laugh
Knowing what is to come
Trying not to give myself away
Thinking about my tears and how still there are some

I look in the mirror as you begin to speak
“Breaking up with Megan, well, it was a mistake”
I choke back my moans
As my heart slowly begins to break

I don’t know what to say
I’m torn in two as it is
How could things have been so perfect
I know I’ll miss your kiss

You say that it can be a break for now
I hold on to hope fast
I think that maybe there will be a chance
To make our relationship last

But the more we talk
The less it seems true
I know now what it will take
And what I have to do

I know that we aren’t making it
And for that I am sad
But I know I want you to be happy
Because if you are then I am glad

So I will call you
Some day not too distant
And tell you that it’s over for good
And break my heart in an instant

I know you won’t be sad
Because you’ve found a new love
But at least I’ll know that I am whole
I know that this I can rise above

I hurt now and the pain is deep
But I also know that I must move on
But until I do I will still cry
Knowing that you are gone