It was nice…
To hear your voice after you being gone since Thursday.
Of course I did not know what to say,
You are the only one who can render me speechless.
All the words I wanted to say I could not,
You were 600 miles away in Fairbanks with the team,
Even if I could say what I wanted, it would not have been a good time.
I tell myself over and over that I cannot love you,
That I will not love you.
But those little things you do, makes my heart plea with my mind
To let you back in.
I fight of the screaming sensation in my heart.
Of course when you called I did not know who you were,
Because I figured I would be the last person you would call,
And not have heard your voice in awhile, it seemed almost foreign,
Until you said my name in the tone of voice you do,
Then I knew it was you.
You told me about how you guys lost your games,
And I felt your tiring admiration.
You told me about the cross check that dented your helmet,
Put a scratch on your face,
And I felt your lack of energy.
As I talked to you I felt all the stress and agony of life just fade.
Like always you made sure I did not kill anyone in my house,
Since it was after all the first weekend in along time I didn’t
Spend it with you.
Our conversation was short. You could not talk long.
Even if it was for only 10 minutes, I was still glad
You called me on your cell.
I still ache with the thought I will never be able to tell you
I love you
And mean it other than a friendship love.
But I will go on and I will stand beside you,
Because if I can have nothing more,
I can have the sound of your voice there
To comfort me.
