By Stephen stephen_sherm@hotmail.com
Date: 15 July 2000
Confession
*Ring*
*Ring*
"Hello?"
(Don't mind me while I pick up this phone)
"Oh hi sweetheart! How are yea doin'?"
(Those words usually seem lovingly moving)
"Sure, confess away, it's ok hun!"
(I sense the seriousness, my body goes numb)
"You did what!?!?!?"
(Questions flood my head, and I comprehend...SLUT!)
"Oh my god.., why?"
(The answer is obvious, try not to cry)
"Bu..But how could you?"
(Shock starting to clear, everything is coming into view)
"I guess it's over then"
(Then of course I begin)
"Don't cry?!? I'm sorry it makes you feel bad!
(We were so good together, why do we have to loose what we had)
"I understand, it all makes sense"
(Yea, sure I understand...God how could I be so dense)
"Good-Bye, have a nice life"
(This is the end, I'm screwed, where did I put that knife)
"..."
(After she claims to love me, she is such a joke)
"Bye"
(I wish I could run from this, I wish this was a hoax)
*Dial Tone*
*Dial Tone................*
(I'm so frozen, I can't put down the phone)
*Dialing of her Number*
*Busy*
*Busy*
*Busy*
*Busy*
*Busy.....................*
(Guess she can talk to him and tell him she did it)
(I'll just lay down for a bit.........)
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