the dialtone

our numbers remains the same,

but the space we take up in each other's lives has massively changed

♡

i call you

once, twice, a third time for a good measure

the response remains the same

the way i've memorized your dialtone replacing the way i once had memorized the sound of your voice

♡

you call me

i pick up

you make promises that will latter be forgotten

cut to a moment of impulse

i call you, a test

i want you to remember

make conversation hoping you'll say something

but as we hang up, through my hesitation, i notice

our farewells have never been "i love you"

they've always been "take care"

and i think that speak more volumes than i could ever bring to words