Stared at the phone, the number bright.
Ignored the ring, the pain it might cause her.
The ringing stopped; the message came.
Words tumbling out from the sender’s brain.
I love you, answer this damn phone, he said to her
As head in hands, she groaned and groaned.
Could she take the pressure of his call?
Did she want to speak to him at all?
Why did he keep on calling her, numbers flashing, words were sent?
Emotions tumbling out…….again.
