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His Call

 

He called me I was alone.

He called me when I cried.

He called me when I needed help.

He called me when I lost a friend.

He called me when a friend is all I could want.

He called me when I wanted to fly.

He called me when I dreamt.

He called me when I was fired.

He called me when I wanted to dance.

He called me when I had been dumped.

He called me when I listened to music.

He called me when I wanted to see the waves.

He called me when I didn't like the people I was with.

He called me when I felt low.

He called me when I couldn't be touched.

He called me when my skin felt like fire.

He called me when his skin felt like fire.

He called me when he wanted to be touched.

He called me when I told him no.

He called me after I told him no.

He called me and I couldn't exist anymore.

He called me and I told him good-bye.

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