If California Comes Calling

Today is MOB's birthday. He calls me before I can call him. I tell him that's not how it usually works. He says that hearing my voice was the only thing that he wanted for his birthday and he wanted his present first thing to start off his day. He asks when I will move back to be with him. I tell him when he gets a legal job, severs ties with his father, moves out of that gang-ridden hood and decide he loves himself as much as he claims to love me so the can turn his life around.


If California comes calling
please tell him I’m gone
I love California,
don’t get me wrong.
But he’s got a way
of breaking down fences
and the sound of his voice
means the loss of my senses.
Our pasts hold so much
but the future is finding
the memories we shared
aren’t enough to keep binding.
Though my love rages deeply
I must set him free
It’s what’s best for him
It’s what’s best for me.
My head can’t forget
the distancing miles
and pictures are all
I recall of our smiles.
The years that we loved
were priceless and magic
but the thing we call fate
has been rather tragic.
I’ll love him always
don’t get me wrong
but if California comes calling
please tell him I’m gone.