the Destruction of word(s)

She’s leaving in a few hours and calls
saying she cannot sleep
I say I hope she is safe
she seems to be happy and I hope
she is.

She seems to think this month will be
a time to think and grow and learn
and it may take longer than a month
but I want to see her in a month
I inject into the somewhat pleasant
conversation she seems to think it may take
more than a month.

A month can be a long time when you call
everyday when you call to hear a certain voice
on the other line pick up.


She thinks I do not realize it’s over
I said it’s ok it’s over but lets move on
she agrees for awhile until we talk about
october and how I will not be able to wait to see her.

She says we cannot just pick up where we started
a new friendship of sorts grown out of the shit left over.

She asks me what I am doing on a specific day next month
I tell her I’ll be where she is going to be at
she says why you don’t even care about them
you would just go see them because of me
well no but ok but I’ll be there nonetheless
we can talk if you are ready

She starts talking while I’m talking we both say
what we want to say ignoring what the other
may or may not be saying
I hear before she hangs up I don’t want you there
calling back she admits that she should go
she needs to be up in a few hours to board
a flight that will take her away for a month
I already miss her.