Late Night Call
Alexa calls, drunk and driving, leaving our place and tells me that she is sorry. She tells me that she is sorry but that she can no longer stay with me. She tells me that i was right, that my intuition has been accurate to point out she has been seeing another man. Alexa has never been honest with me in the past so I tell her that I never want to hear from her again. She tells me she wishes she had done better by me and she should have agreed with her gut when it told her not to get into another man’s bed. Alexa hangs up the phone, I fall asleep.















