And so it goes...

APlasticNation

I almost did it
reached for my phone and dialed her number
like I have a million times before
but something stopped me

but what?
Maybe it was how she said she needed time?
Or how upset I made her?

It’s been a month
How much time could she possibly need?
What did I do to make her this upset?

Maybe she is just waiting for me to call…
Like I always do..

But what if..
For this once… I don’t.

Will I ever hear her voice again?
See her smile?
Feel the warmth of her hug?

I suppose it could be 60 years from now.
As I lean back in my chair and enjoy a nice glass of jack.
The ice hits my lips and sends shivers down my spine.

I flip through the Sunday paper
Looking for anything of interest
An notice a familiar face on the back page.

Say’s she lived a happy life
Husband, couple of kids
I knew she’d be a star in somebody else’s sky

My eyes begin to water
As memories begin to flash
All the questions I had wanted to ask

I guess it was inevitable
I mean…
People change, some move
You lose numbers, miss calls
Meet people, and start new lives

Her service is on Thursday
Suppose I could send flowers

man,
I wish I could hear her voice
see that smile
sparkle in her eye
feel that one last hug

just one last time