Thankful

I woke up to your call
and I almost answered it.
The green button
teased me with memories.
I checked the voice mail.

Happy Thanksgiving!
I hope its a great one
full of thankfulness
and family.

The messaged seemed cruel.
You were my family.
I curled deeper into the blankets.
I won't lie, I cried.

I replayed the voice mail
just to hear your voice.
It wasn't comforting anymore.
I pulled the blankets tighter.

Six months has passed
since that one night stand
seemed like a good idea to you.
Two months has passed
since you last called.

Happy Thanksgiving.
That's all it took
to doubt my new life.

But i won't be fooled.
I blocked the familiar number
and deleted the voice mail.
I pulled the covers back
and walk out to the snow
puffing long drags from a cigarette.

His smile lights up any room
and he opens up the door.
You never did that.
He calls me beautiful
and wants to cure the pain
he doesn't understand.
You understand it though
all too well.

Happy Thanksgiving Ry.
I hope your thankful
for your choices
because I am.
I am thankful for
new beginnings and
a smile that lights up the room.