Everytime i hang up,
pain composed of regret and desperation embraces me.
Dreams, they spread like wild fire,
only to a point of no return.
Everytime i hang up,
i fry eggs and ponder upon her renlentless appeal.
Moving beyond teenage dark obsessions,
to an innocent mild heart contraction.
I wake up to your calls everyday,
talking about picnics and child-like getaways.
And everytime i hang up,
I was certain that i'm here to stay,pray.
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