~*~he Called Part 2~*~
I was sitting upstairs with my aunt watching "Human Trafficking" when it happened.
It was almost 11PM, when my cell phone rang.
I looked at the phone and the caller ID read "My Baby Cell".
I was thinking "What’s Wrong With Me? He Can’t Be Calling My Cell."
I picked up the phone and he said "Ima call the house" and i said "o.k."
I Went downstairs and talked to him over the phone.
He was so sweet. He told me once again that when he comes back from DR,
he's going to marry me, and that just made my day.
He loves me and I love him. That's what matters.
Copyright © Ana Perez | Year Posted 2005
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