just a message

in the early
morning, still
half asleep i
got an idea in
my mind, or heart,
or somewhere to
e mail an old
friend, not a
romantic link,
but someone who
i met and knew
and conversed with
and eventually
lost contact with,
but i felt the urge
to write to her,
to tell her what
exactly i was
going through in
my life, not that
she would care,
or that it would
make a difference
in her own life.
and so we talked,
we talked for an
hour or more, and
she listened,
and she listened,
and she realized
right away the reason
for the call.
she was stunned
into silence and i
told her that i was
just the messenger
and what she did
with this information
was in her hands now.