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3 AM Phone Calls

“I’m sorry, it’s so early. But I have so many things on my mind,” she wrapped the cord around her finger,“I thought you would be up to listening to me. Maybe not.”

“Of course I am,” he was exhausted, but he knew the sound of her voice, “talk to me.”

“I feel too big,” she was quiet, wondering if any words she was saying would make any sense to him. “Like maybe this universe didn’t create enough space for me.” She hadn’t told anyone this.

“The universe should remind you that you’re still breathing. There’s so much space to be filled in this world – never doubt that.”

“But you see, sometimes I also feel so small. The stars are so big and they make me feel so small.”

“But the stars are for you,” he responded quickly,”do you not think that sometimes the stars feel too big?”

“It’s not just that, I’m so sad about so many things,” she was sitting on the edge of her bathtub, wondering why the rain outside was hitting her bedroom window so harshly.

And he would never understand how a beautiful whirlwind of the moon and the stars could ever feel so out of place in the universe.

“Can I tell you something?”

“I thought I was going to be the only one spilling my secrets tonight,” she smiled, and he could tell she did.

“I like this girl,” he thought “love” was too strong a word to use then. He was wrong.

“Who is she?” she asked, only wanting a simple answer.

“She is the starry sky with the creamiest lips the moon could ever dream of. She is so many things and yet everything at once. The ocean and the river and the ponds. She is every star in the sky and every dust of sand in my lungs.” He answered, never wanting a girl that he could talk about without complexity.

“She’s lucky,” but she didn’t believe in luck “maybe she’s dreaming of you right now.”

“She’s not,” he never felt more alive “she’s only a few miles away, sitting in her bathroom, talking on her parent’s phone to some guy who’s madly in love with her.”


Words by Emilia O. // Photography by Danica Mateo

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