I just called to say...

you're in some party, some get-together with friends, you start to drink, you get into that emotional hazy state and then you begin talking about that person that's been in your head for some time. you get some really useless feedback from your other drunk friends... "that person is no good for you", "that person is not interested", "how dare you to think about that", "when are you going to get over that person", and of course, those things come in through one ear, and come out the other, and be careful, this specific passing through of advices is not to be blamed on the alcohol, that happens 24/7 when you're thinking about someone.

but yes, there suddenly comes a moment when you find yourself thinking that you want to see that person, but maybe the little sane part of your brain that's still not drenched in alcohol tells you that 1) your current state is not the best to be seen in, 2) you'll chicken out when you have that person in front of you, or 3) you're gonna make a fool out of yourself (which always applies, actually). but you still want to see that person, you want to feel that person near you. somehow, you want to let that person know what you're thinking and feeling in this precise moment. but no, you can't see that person.

and it takes some time to actually be honest with yourself and decide to call that person. it's perfect, a call is not so personal, it's not face to face, but the voices can be entwined together, and there's a feeling of togetherness that only comes second to face-to-face conversation. you want to hear that person's voice, and maybe, most importantly, you want that person to listen to yours. there's so little to be said, but so much to be meant.

so suddenly you disconnect from your friends conversation, you can't hear them, your ears, brain and heart are busy thinking about this decision you've just made. you slowly walk out of the place where your friens are, you find somewhere where the music isn't too loud, or where your friend's voices can't ruin the moment, you take your cell phone and think for 5 seconds if you're doing the right thing. you quickly know that you aren't, and you proceed to call that person. the person answers, probably in his/her sleep and you say those magic words that you've been whispering in your head all night...

"I LOOOOOOOOVE YOOOOUUUUUUUU"

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(fade to black)

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next morning, you wake up and after swearing you'll never drink again, you remember what you did last night... and you're terribly ashamed. you need to take all your clothes off, go to the shower, turn on the hot water, sit on the floor, and cry and realize something meaningful... even stevie wonder didn't know better.