used to be

there used to be a time
when he answered her calls
like breathing
his only connection
to the world of the living
there used to be a time
when he
was only for her
and innocence and love shrouded them
when times were never easy
but at the thin end of the line
felt
right
there used to be a time
when she knew
who to love
and
which way
was up



© 2008 by Danielle Romanick