“Only a call away!”

Oh, a call away is farther than most would think. If it was truly that easy to to just call someone, I would’ve already typed your number in hundreds of time.

I used to be one of those people who think it is weird that people don’t just talk. I used to believe that if I missed someone so much, I’d just call them and say I hope they are doing well. That was before you left.

What happened? Why did you leave? Are you okay? I wish I could get answers, but these questions were only said in deleted texts. I wish I had the same mindset of a younger me. I wish I called you or at least texted you.

I loved you, I truly did. I looked at you like you were a star or maybe my sun. I wrote stories about how I loved you like no one.

I thought I was reciprocated, then, you left. Now I am stuck here with just a memory of someone. There are song, stories, and poems about you that I will never share. I seem obsessed, I know I do, but, god how I loved you.

You always said you were only a call away, only if I knew how far “a call away” was.

*Have a great day and wonderful pride month!!!*