His name came up
On the caller ID
At exactly
Eleven forty-three.
*
I answered it
In my cheery fashion
For our late-night talks
Were always my passion.
*
But his voice told me
That something was wrong
Like a horror movies
Foreshadowing song.
*
As he took a deep breath
And told me the phrase
"We need to talk"
I was put in a daze.
*
"We have a connection
And get along fine
There's nothing you've done
The problem is mine.
*
"You understand, don't you?
Are you still there?"
I tried to answer
As I felt my heart tear.
*
"We're gonna stay friends,
We'll talk every day.
Nikki, do you have anything to say?"
*
A thousand thoughts were
Ready to spill
But my mouth wouldn't talk
As my eyes began to fill.
*
Thoughts raced through my head
Old memories played
The thought of being alone
Made me feel so afraid.
*
"I'm not expecting you
To understand.
You're a sophomore,
Life holds different demands.
*
"Still one day
When your life is SAT's
College applications
And activities,
*
"You'll realize why
I made this choice.
Talk to me, Nikki,
Do you have a voice?"
*
I would if I hadn't
Hung up so quick
To comfort myself,
I was feeling quite sick.
*
So then this is it,
This is the end.
What more can I say then?
I'll miss you,
My friend.
*
-Nicole Hamberger
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Chicken Soup For The Soul- Redone
PoetryI'm not sure how many of you, if any, have ever read or even heard of the chicken soup for the soul book series. I used to love reading them and I own several of them. With that being said, I am making a collection of all my favorite poems that I've...
