called...

You called...

I shouldn’t be surprised

You must have heard

Those questions reverberating in my mind

How are you? Where are you?

Are you alone, like me?

Or has someone else lived up to your fantasy?

You spoke the way you always did

Knowing I would hear but never listen

Told me about your frustrations

With a world that never falls into place

These long years of painful parting

Melted away

And you were there

Like always

Sitting in my favourite chair

This morning sleep laden

I groped for the empty space

Then turned for the cup of tea

You always left for me

And like you, it wasn’t there