~8~

One hand on the trigger of the telephone

Wondering when the call comes

You say it's all right

You got your heart right 

She’s wishing time would move a little faster.  Her heart sure is.  It’s beating as if she just ran a marathon.  She tells herself she practically did by asking him.  Now debating whether to call him and just talk or maybe even pull a prank pops into her head.  But she thinks it over and knows she can’t speak.  She might blurt it out now and that isn’t her plan.  She’s pretty sure might die before the evening is over and done with.   

All you need is love, is a lie cause

We had love but we still said goodbye

Now we're tired, battered fighters 

And it stings when it's nobody's fault

Cause there's nothin' to blame at the drop of your name

It's only the air you took and the breath you left 

He’s still walking down memory lane afraid of what will happen tonight.  I just needed you to know, once.  He can’t really breathe now sitting in his chair, he’s thinking he may have to find a paper bag and start taking really slow breaths.  It can’t be that hard to find a paper bag in a paper company building, can it?  Apparently things are always harder then they seem…