Only on the phone for a minute
But your hand shakes
as if it had
a thunderstorm
brewing inside it

The phone falls from your hand
crashing down onto the
dusty pavement

Your cheeks are red
your eyes brim with tears
You blink hard and bite your lip
muttering
I'm fine
And you run off to your room
footsteps like a mouse

I didn't know
that I wouldn't see you again
for the next week