Monday, December 14, 2009

Phone Calls at Midnight

Where we talk about serious nonsense and important rubbish
Where we confide in each other and pour our hearts out about everything
Where toothy grins co-exist harmoniously with deafening awkward silence
Where laughter can melt hearts and arguments can burn down cities
Where I might randomly shed a tear of joy as I realize I'm in love and that thought just overwhelms me
Where I can at least hear your voice when you're miles away
Where I feel like I'm almost right beside you, almost..

And I wish that it will never end.

Goodnight..
Bye love..
I love you..

Then the sound of the dial tone that can shatter glass and rip apart an already broken heart.