Monday, January 11

The conversation

He asks in his cherry melancholy voice
If I shall ever call him again
If I shall love another again
Anger is not my response.
I keep the emotions hidden,
Just like he tutored me.

I can hear the longing in his voice
As he asks me again
I remind him to leave each time.
I hear his coughs and sniffs
But I dare not ask
I dare not reveal emotion.

Finally he leaves
And I am left waiting
To hear his cherry melancholy voice again.
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