How Does the End of Love Sound?

The voice on the phone is light,

airy: ‘I’m happy now,’

shutting the recent dramas away,

saying, ‘I don’t ever want to

talk about that again’ –

‘that’ being the abusive man

so recently escaped from,

with police help. My voice

rises in response, sounds –

I realise belatedly – angry.

I hear, ‘I Googled what to do

when you lose your soul-mate.’

‘There isn’t just one,’ I exclaim, 

‘and if there were, the chances

of meeting in this life are remote.’

Then, ‘I’m sorry I always 

sound angry. I’m not 

angry, just passionate.’

‘It’s all good,’ the young voice trills.

I wonder, how soon till next time?

A sightly different take on the dVerse prompt, The Sound of Love