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Empty Answering Machine
by Shayla R CakesI heard you say "I looooove you" one last time
As my answering machine no longer blinks "12."
I was finally ready to erase them.
Symbolically erasing you.
These lines, however, cannot be redrawn.
Did I make a mistake?
I allowed my heart to rebreak as I sat there smiling,
And staring at a picture of someone that makes my heart beat
A little faster than you ever did --
Except the first time you and I kissed.
So you'll never actually be erased from my soul.
The mark you've made was with permanent ink,
Or made on a tape unable of destruction.
I regret, however, erasing all of them --
I'll likely never hear your voice again.
I'll always love you though. 06/28/2003 Author's Note: The final step of my goodbye to him was erasing all of the messages he left for me.
Posted on 06/29/2003
Copyright © 2025 Shayla R Cakes
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 06/29/03 at 07:27 PM twas good for you. reminds me of my nagymama's answering machine, it still has my nagypapa's voice on it... its weird but comforting sometimes. |
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