Maybe you can understand that
The worst part of the day is
when for a brief moment
I actually think that
I can call my friend.
Then the mind & heart react
just as quickly
without a moment to miss
& the tears start flowing
as if waiting to burst out.
Sometimes I wipe the tears
before they reach the cheek.
Hoping no one can see the pain.
Other times
I let them run their course,
down my face they go.
What’s the point of holding it in?
even if I try to, I can’t
hold them back
keep them,
from expressing
the void in my life.
Why can’t I reach out
and call my friend
