Phone Rings

When my phone rings I freeze and think about the last time we met,

the last held hands, the last time we kissed, the last time we just laughed,

the last time you cried on my shoulder



When my phone rings my heart races in hopes to hear your voice,

races to envision your face, races to make you laugh, races to cheer you up

it races to listen to your stories, races to your rescue, races to give you my

undivided

When my phone rings I smile because even with 313 contacts in my phone I

know that before I look at the caller ID there's a possibility that it could be you

When my phone rings I say to myself who could this be and your the first person

that comes to mind

When my phone rings and I see your number, colors become vibrant, the nosiest

background fades to silence, I begin to have tunnel vision with you on the other

end and I cant wait until my phone rings again!