He's Calling Me Again

August 9, 2008
By Marielle Carlos, Columbia, MO

Ring, ring…

He’s calling me again.


Making sure I know he hasn’t forgotten me.


He’s calling to say he misses me,
Maybe mention his new friends in Indiana.


He’ll say that he misses hanging with me though,
I was so unique, no one in Indiana is like me, he’ll say.


He’ll admit he’s doing fine here, though,
His friends are kind and open and generous.


Which makes me feel awful,
Because I’m doing miserable here.

He’s gone.
He’s off to hang with his new friends,
New friends that will take him away from me.
Slowly pulling him from my weak fingers.

He shouldn’t call me anymore,
He knows it can’t be helped.
We’re growing apart,
And I am no longer going to fight it.

The author's comments:
This piece is about my best friend for so long, Benjamin, who moved to Indiana.

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This article has 2 comments.

ashy said...
on Aug. 20 2008 at 3:24 am
i like it lots it reminds me of a recent book that i read. was sad but great...=p

Lalalivy said...
on Aug. 18 2008 at 10:36 pm
This kinda of poem can fit for a lot of things.It was well written,But you should have put more emotion into it, not that it was not good, but you need to put more heart, and how you were felling, and how it hurt you that he moved,away in to it.

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