The Call Poem by The Poet Darkling

Knew the moment you called
That the news would be bad
That you'd bust my bubble
And end the love we had

Almost didn't answer,
Just let it ring and ring
Didn't want to hear you
Take away everything

But finally I picked up,
Braced myself for the news
And listened patiently
As you tightened the screws

Each word tore my heart out,
The tears started to fall
I was unraveling
With this one little call

I wanted to cry out,
To beg you on my knees
Wanted to find a way
For you to heed my pleas

But the words wouldn't come
And my brain couldn't think
I could just barely breathe,
Heart continued to sink

When I hung up the phone,
Then it occurred to me
You weren't making me go,
You were setting me free

I'd been in this prison,
Trapped by fear for so long
I was blinded by hope,
Couldn't see it was wrong

In a fantasy world,
I'd been living in dreams
Learned it was never real,
However real it seems

So, thank you for calling
And opening the door
Next time will be different,
Won't be fooled anymore

You've taught me a lesson
To pattern my life by
Don't ever fall in love with
Those who make you cry