His sweet words cradling her wounded heart

She picked up the phone

Her fingers twirling the frayed cord and dialed

God, how she missed him

A fortnight of yearning she exhales

And made the call...

HE knew without a shadow of doubt it was her

When the phone rang

He could feel that unmistakable soul

The pull that kept him holding on

Even though it scared the life out of him

But what was life without love

It what time he took a leap of faith

He inhaled the promise of a future

Picked up the phone and whispered

"Hello"...

credit to Nicole