Dead line

Want to hear a tale
of lovers turned to friends again?

An unseen power ripped apart
the waltzing pair – so hard –

it left no shoes behind.
No pictures on the wall.
No smell of coffee in the hall
Or I love you’s
To end phone calls.

Just
Goodnight.
Sleep tight.
Hang up.

Dead line.

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Shay

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