Where did you go

You said that there were only ever two people you have loved in this life.
The first was your highschool crush, who broke your heart
Like a heroine swashbuckling away in the wind and sunset of your youth,
You say, “you’re not my cup of tea” left everything in shards and the
Self-indulgent isolation of rejection. And the other one …
Then your voice grew thick and in the silence it was obvious
Who the second was.

I heard that back when you were young you would call
With the distant tiny voice of old-timey telephones from all across
The timezones, and you would listen so carefully that you heard
A rasp and the occasional mumble like sand on the shore.
You sent your love from far far away, by air mail, in the form of a
Package, the small bottle of the best medicine for sore throat.

Where did that boy who was so seriously in love go to? I had
Only heard of him like a movie character, and could not see the tender
Love that had travelled from miles and miles away through a gentle call.
Did I cause him to go into hiding? I need to know where you have gone.
Maybe then I could apologise.