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Thursday, 8 August 2013
My Number has not Changed
My number has not changed
Days, Weeks, now Months have passed
My number has not changed; only my circumstance has changed
You used to dial my number on a daily basis and we would spend hours chatting endlessly about everything and nothing
Silences were not awkward, now the long silences and disconnect has become awkward
We used to be close, closer at times than our own blood lines
My number has not changed; I am still here and now realise your number no longer reflects on mu missed calls list. I have awoken to a phenomenon
Even though my number has not changed, I believe you have changed or perhaps I have awoken to the true you
I recall a significant moment in your life when I rang you. I was there for you.
I listened to your heart breaking story and comforted you until your heart appeased
When my heartbreaking moment arrived, guess what-you did not call
My number had not changed only you were no longer there, you still are not here
Your call never came neither did I feel the urge to reach out, so you could appease my heart as I had yours
My number has not changed; our relationship has - as we are no longer best friends
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