That dreaded day

I woke up to
Buzzing against my skin
The phone I held close as I slept
Waiting
For this moment to arrive
I hoped
And it came
It was you

We talked
We laughed
We verged on tears
We said goodbye

I went through today
Without you
Wishing you

were
here

I sit ready to sleep
again
And open my phone
You called...
I missed it
My heart
.
.
.
.
sinks

I could have talked to you
But I didn't know
I missed you
I miss you
I'll sleep with my phone
again
Hoping you'll call
Completing
What was meant to be
My birthday