Cellphone

Hello... It's been a long time Since we last talked on the phone. And it feels like our friendship Hangs on a thread And I don't like this at all. Ring... Ring... Ring... Click. You used to answer at third ring. Sometimes you'll even Pick up before that first Riiing... Now I am afraid to call you On my lonely walk home Because, I know you knew My fear of rejection And lately You've been rejecting my calls. But I miss your voice And those late night calls And not feeling so lonely While walking home Because we share a virtual reality: A third space for just you and me On the phone And we don't have that Anymore. What's wrong?

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