Voicemail From You

I remember the first voicemail, I got from you. It was in July of 1998, after a six week teaching practice, at Waitaki Boy’s High. You rang at 2.05 p.m. I wrote every single detail down; after comforting myself, with the longed for, heart struck sound; of your voice; over and over again. Your immortalized words were Hi Terry Louise here. Just rang to have a chat. I got your letter. Yea you know. Oh I’m speechless. I’ll phone you some other time. Bye. I wonder if you will ever know, how much; hearing from you meant to me. The second voicemail, weeks later; was at 10.17 a.m. It was the day, after the first night; I ever kissed you. My stomach was in butterflies; just with the expectation; of greeting you, seeing you, again. To hold you in my arms; was far beyond; my expectations then. Hello Paul this message is not for you. This is for Terry but anyway. Hi Paul. Terry I enjoyed seeing you last night. It was so nice. I am, I just felt, so warm next to you; and I enjoyed your kisses, on my arms, and just cuddling you; and I miss you. Bye. So often, you have said good-bye; since then, my dearest dearest friend. I wish, upon all the stars and the planets too; that one day, we shall never; never; say good-bye again. Copyright © Terence George Craddock