I checked the phone
And December came back with vengeance.
I checked the phone
And put it back down to snooze, but the alarm hadn't
I checked the phone
but, those words were still written across the screen.
I checked the phone.
And I knew there was no more sleeping. I got up and went into the other room
I checked the phone
And decided I should call, because those words…they were still there.
I called back and we spoke for a while but the call was dropped.
I checked the phone
filed away, but still written…that phrase.
I checked the phone
And called via my computer to wrap up.
I had to get to work. What time was it?
I checked the phone.
And all the way to work I wore sunglasses as a mask because of what would pour out but that only lead to leaking so I got there and then comes the openness because I can not help it and it is the best way to be at a time that I must be all the broken that i can.
I breath
I check the phone
I go home and bake cookies. I am missing salt as well as the secret ingredient, but I bake cookies.
I keep checking the phone.
