Late night talks

His name came up on the caller id
at exactly eleven forty three
i answered it in my cheery fashion
for our late night talks were always my passion
but his voice told me that something was wrong
like a horror movie's forshadowing song
as he took a deep breath and told me the phrase
"We need to talk"
i was put in a daze
"we have a connection and get along fine there's nothing you've done the problem is mine"
"you understand don't you?
are you still there?"
i tried to answer as i felt my heart tear
"We're gonna stay friends and talk everyday
Do you have anything to say?"
a thousand thoughts were ready to spill
but my wouldn't talk
as my eyes began to fill
thoughts raced through my head
old memories played. the thought of being alone
made me feel so afraid
"I'm not expecting you to understand
your a sophomore life holds different demands"
"still one day when your life is SATs college apps. and activities"
"you realize why i made this choice
talk to me sweetie do you have a voice?"
i would if i hadn't hung up so quick
to comfort myself i was feeling quite sick
so then this is it this is the end
what more can i say then
i miss you my friend