The Telephone...
By 2farGone
It's the middle of the night as she slips out of bed, she turns on the light, as she, shakes the sleep from her head.. The ringing of the telephone, has awakened her again, She hears him crying on line, ' I'm sorry for what I said'.... He'd told her it was over, that he'd found someone else, then he walked out and left her alone, all by herself... Now, she's done to him what he did to her, And he can't take it when it turns around, he can't take the hurt... Silently, she wipes a tear as she tells him goodbye, He's been gone about a year, still she wonders why... In the middle of the night the telephone will ring, She turns on the light and turns off one more dream.... Written May 29th, 2000 © on Oct 20 2001 01:22 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"It's the middle of the night..."