"give me a second,"
I heard crackle over the phone line.
I listened.
the muffled sobs of a boy that loves me break the silence.
I did it.
I broke his heart.
the overwhelming emotions I felt
led to this episode.
I felt trapped; scared.
I cannot return his feelings.
those words he bared to me
on that cold night,
before I whispered an excuse
and ran indoors,
shocked me in ways
I cannot believe.
I cannot stop crying
but not for me.
I cry for the boy that loves me
in a city far away.
I cry for the way I ruin everything
and call it good reasoning.
I cry for the touch of his lips on mine that
I will never feel again.