oil to water

Capital letters fill my screen

HEY HEY HEY!
DON’T SAY THAT!
I NEVER MEANT TO BE BAD!
I AM SORRY IF I HURT U!
I REALLY REALLY AM!
I REALLY REALLY GOTTA GO NOW!

I have a missed call,
The number is familiar but I’m not sure. Lie
It rings 3 times. Hello?
He replies Hi.
Static joins both our ears.
Hello, he says again.
And there is confirmation in his accent.
Oh Hi. Acting well.
You don’t have my number?
No, I never kept it.
(Do I dare believe there is hurt in his silence.)
"I’m so sorry. His voice so little. As if already in New York .
I feel sweat collecting under my fringe.
It's fine. Another lie.
"I had no idea. I should have called I should have apologized.
I should have…' the mumbling starts, my friend is back.
Many misunderstood phone calls resurface.
I say nothing.
The static is back.
Okay
I should go, I will speak to you when I get back.
I don’t answer.
Then do. Okay.
Okay .
Cancel the call
I fill full of tears. My face is burning.


Him nonchalant,
me disposable.
Oil and water.
However did I expect us to mix, well

What did i just do.