as soon as i hung up the phone, tears started to roll down my cheeks. i wiped them away, trying to stop them but had to give up. they needed to come out. somehow i knew they were lurking, anyway. towards the end of the phone call between when i said 'dont worry about me,' and 'i love you' i could feel the burn in my throat start. the burn that forms the lump that causes the tears. once the burn starts, there's no turning back.
i looked at the phone snuggly back on the receiver and wondered if my tears were heard on the other end or had i hung up the phone quickly enough?
because surely if the tears were heard the worry would begin. not only on my end, but on theirs.