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[title] => Phone Call Late At Night
[time] => 2006-05-25 18:40:07
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[bodytext] => Well, he finally said it. Said what? You ask. You know. It. Three words. Maybe I read into them too deep… What did he say? You cut me off. Look… you know what he said… No. you reply. Firmly. What did he say? He said, well, he said… I can’t believe you. You fume, on the other end of the line. For God’s sake, just say it. He said… and a tear rolls down my cheek… He said I’m… I stutter… Leaving… the words hurt, so much more than I’d thought. Her. I’m leaving her. For once, you are silent, don’t reply. Look… I attempt to draw you in, but you storm ahead, regaining your balance… You know what I think about it all. That cool, calm voice reminds me, I’m happy at another’s pain, and you won’t let me forget. Your Father did the same thing… I know, Mum. Goodnight. I love you, sweetheart. I love you too, Mum. Mum? Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 260 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Ruby2sdy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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