Ring… Ring…

I picked up the phone and dialed your number
There was not a single response from your end
I hung up thinking “it’s the usual” 
And got back to my mundane day

You called me up and I said “Hello”
And you asked me “how are you child?”
I sure felt awkward, but I knew darn well
That your memory was always by choice

It’s been a while since we spoke at all
Much has been said that cannot be undone
But it sure was good, to hear your voice
Even if it was just a “hello!, How are ya? Gotta go, Bye”

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