I made a decision.
I made a phone call and you answered.
I wasn’t expecting you to answer.
The conversation lasted barely five minutes and it didn’t go as I was expecting, but then my life never goes as I expect it to go, I should know by now.
I cried, and felt lonely and isolated but it has nothing to do with you, what you said, what you think or what you feel. It is hard to live again, for me. It has to do with me, I take responsibility, still, it hurts to think of you.
I feel restless, I fell high and low, I feel in love and I feel not in love, I feel is only you or that is anyone but you.
No more phone call, no more text. No more.