You called me

To talk, to explain your side

To meet me and say

how horrible I was

how much effort you gave

while I wandered away

Frustration, loneliness, and confusion

Poured out of your soul

You acted like I didn’t know

All the pain I put you in

Did you ever wonder

That I came to my senses,

Saw what we had for what it was

knew it would not change

No matter how much you tried to explain

You made up an excuse to leave that day

I was left feeling attacked. And I never got to say…

You were too close

I could never get away

You wanted to chain me with a ring

Spin me a beautiful cage

put me on the tallest pedestal

Letting the world hear me sing

I said goodbye

Because I knew I would never fly

When it's finally spared

...that rare 

four-course affair...

along with all proper

serenade...

....the one 

in a million

parade...

with broadband

cascade...

...face to face

as posted on a page...

when you finally

come...

...home

when i...

...virtually

undress...

when we

eventually text...

when they

actually

make...

the direct

deposits...

will you forget?

...treat it all as jest

say it happens...

to the very best...?

i'd like to believe

...we won't forget

after these blue 'n

borrowed times

to express...

I love you

...any less

#WhatUforgotToSay #Challenge

I forgot to tell you

about your appointment on the fifth,

about the leftovers in the fridge,

and the bills yet to be paid.

I forgot to tell you

that the sex was getting stale,

that I’d found a marriage counsellor

and that we should go on holiday.

I even forgot to tell you

that you left your phone at home this morning

and that I was eating breakfast when it buzzed;

that “Lydia xoxo” has a rockin' bod

and that I can see why you like her, spunky as she seems.

I forgot to tell you anything at all—

I was too busy leaving.

.......

#challenge

#whatIforgottotellyou

#fiction

#shortfiction

‘‘Hey, dude- whatever you do—,’’ San begins his order, but then the phone signal breaks off.

Keith~ San?! Are you there...(places the phone in his satchel) Hmm, okay. I guess I’ll get back to work.

San freaks out and tries to call Keith back. But the connection seems to be failing.

Keith grabs his axe, and continues chopping down (the) trees. He claps his hands once his done. And checks his phone for network. After several minutes, his signal & network starts working. A call comes through. He reads the caller I.D, it’s his pal, San.

San~ Keith!? I forgot to tell you..(line starts to break again & then works) Ah, the line keeps acting up. Keith, are you there?

Keith answers back and asks San what he forgot to tell him. Just then a greenish slimy worm creature slowly creeps towards Keith.

San~ Great. You can go to any of the forests in that province. The only one you need to stay out of is the Dark forest. They’re some deadly things there (phone signal brekas up)....Keith?

The phone beeps, while Keith’s body moves down the gigantic screeching parasite’s oesophagus.

#SCREECH.

Me: Um... I forgot to tell you something

Them: What?

Me: You know how I said I was on a diet?

Them: (slowly) Yeah

Me: And how I said I wouldn't touch another donut, cookie, or bowl of ice cream?

Them: (confused) Yeah, so?

Me: That was a lie. (Brings box of donuts out from behind back and stuffs one in mouth.)

Sorry.

Them: Well, since you lied, at least let me have a donut.

i never told you that

i loved you.

i wished i could forget

that you smiled like that

that you were so kind

that you made those stupid jokes

that loving you was my chronic illness

that you were the

only

person who appreciated me.

but i couldn’t forget.

no matter how many

tears

fell

d

o

w

n

my face,

my love for you never drowned.

and even as i try to treat you as

past tense,

you will always be my

pastpresentfuture love.

What I forgot to tell you, that day in the rain,

What I forgot to tell you when we first met,

What I forgot to tell you on our 10th birthday,

I forgot to mention that you're beautiful.

I forgot to tell you that my heart stops for a moment just thinking about your alluring presence.

I forgot to tell you that I love your curves,

your soft and smooth skin,

your star-filled eyes,

your beautiful smile.

I don't see that smile anymore.

I forgot to tell you until it was too late.

When I told you that you're beautiful, you didn't believe me.

They had been telling you otherwise for too long.

You were marring your skin, ripping your own hair out, trying to leave the body that betrayed you.

You were crying.

You were trying to make it better, but you didn't know how.

I didn't know either.

I forgot to tell you that I thought you were perfect,

I forgot to tell you that I've always thought you were perfect,

and you took it out on yourself.

Now- I won't forget to tell you that you'll always be beautiful to me.

But the damage is done.

There’s to many words I’d like to say

So I wrote you a letter to give you someday

It said all the words that were in my brain

Including 3 little words I couldn’t say

And when I was finally ready it was to late

So I grabbed the letter and threw it away

Guess these are all the Words

I forgot to say

I realized I forgot to tell you

The whole reason why I called you out today

Just as you turned around and walked away

Your silouehette blending into the evening fog

And I knew I'd never get the chance again

Yet I stood and stopped

Watching you get further away

We were 11.

We met at school.

You were sitting at the desk before mine in the file, our last names start with the same letter. You had to turn around to talk to me, and you did.

You said something, I laughed, and the professor scowled. His reprimand was the first of many.

I had a best friend at that time. She liked you, very much. You asked her out, as the sweet soul you are.

Unlucky I had forgotten to tell you something that same morning.

We were 12.

We chose different subjects.

The desk in front of mine felt empty, the boy sitting there was not you.

My best friend was not dating you anymore, she hated that you had dumped her. You did not dare to talk to me. Were you afraid that I would be on her side? I was secretly hopeful.

You liked another girl, I tried to cheat myself and like some boys. I swear, I tried.

The year ended, another summer took me away from school. You were one of the first to cross the exit, and you disappeared in the streets before I could notice it.

Unlucky I had forgotten to tell you something that day.

We were 13.

We had grown closer somehow.

We were happy best friends, visited each other a lot, making up for lost time.

One evening, coming back from school, the news struck me like a punch in the gut. My parents were packing, the house was empty.

Some days later, you were accompanying me to the airport, carrying my heavy luggage as the gentleman you are. My throat was knotted, my cheeks were wet.

You said something, I laughed half-heartedly. No professor scowled, but our parents smiled.

Before I could realize it, I was on a plane, off to an unknown country, while you had stayed behind, on land.

Unlucky I had forgotten to tell you something before leaving.

We were 14.

We had miraculously kept in contact, separated by a thousand kilometers.

You were becoming a tumultuous teen, a nice-looking guy.

I was struggling with a foreign language, battling with a new culture.

You were popular, I suffered bullying.

You did not have time, never enough to talk. I had sad, ugly things going on on my mind.

You called once, I was upset and did not want to say much. After a minute of awkward pause, you hung up, and did not call anymore.

Unlucky I had forgotten to tell you something at that moment.

We were 15.

We were like strangers, still a world apart.

You were a blurry memory. I was feeling much better.

One day, I found your scribbled number on my agenda. Without thinking much about it, I dialed the nine digits. When I finally realized what I was doing, and was about to stressfully end the call, your voice on the other side of the line froze me.

You acted as if we were still friends, and I was too shocked to do otherwise. We slowly buried our shyness, revived our jokes.

You said something, I laughed. There was no scowling teacher, but we could not see each other.

You told me about that new girl, and her special smile. My heart slipped off my hands, and fell on the ground in tiny little fragments. I said I had to hurry somewhere, with the unsincere promise to call back soon.

Unlucky I had forgotten to tell you something before running away.

We were 16.

We were telling our friends about each other.

We shared gossips, we argued about sports and politics.

We both thought we were studying like crazy, but little did we know that on next year it would have been worse.

Fever about becoming adults was already attacking us, we were making strange plans, building castles on clouds.

You were still talking about the girl, but I had glued the pieces of my heart together.

We started joking about the day we would finally reunite again, maybe this same year.

You had exams to pass, I told you I had a boyfriend.

Did you feel nauseated when you heard about it? You did not talk about the girl anymore.

Suddenly, conversations became rare, and eventually died out.

Unlucky I had forgotten to tell you something before that.

We are 17.

We are almost grown ups.

We do call each other, because we are reasonable. We think much more before we act. We have mended our wounds.

I think about you very often. I like our friendship. It is strong, it is solid.

You told me you would pay my flight to visit you on your birthday, I laughed at how much this implies for your wallet.

Things have changed.

No teacher can scowl at us because we talk too much.

No ex-girlfriend can stand between us.

No distance is enough to break our bond.

No jealousy divides us.

You are in love, I have a crush.

She is lovely, he is adorable.

You work to be somewhere, I dream to be someone.

Finally, I have forgotten what I wanted to tell you before.

#love #nonfiction #shortstory