The Last Call
He calls her on the telephone, but she doesn't pick up,
He sits at the bar and drinks all night, and tries to call
her once more, but she doesn't pick up.
Hours go by and he knows he is drunk but still he drives
and lose control of the car.
She gets home and sees that he has called but yet she
doesn't listen to her voicemail at all.
Days go by and she starting thinking of him and the fight
they had that night.
Days turn into months and he still has not called or came by.
She gets into her car and goes to his house, there she knocks on the
door and someone else answers and she looks confuse.
She gets in her car and drives away, with all these thoughts in her head,
trying to understand why he left without saying goodbye.
When she gets home she sees the red light blinking on her answer machine
she goes ahead and plays it..........................
It was him and the last words he said was I love you I wish you would answer your phone
then she heard the car crash in the back ground and she knew he was dead....
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