“I’m just a phone call away,” he whispered sweetly, kissing her forehead and chasing away her fears.
Each time the line would disconnect.
It’s just a ghost town of lights and swaying trees. A lonely man walks on the side of the street. In his hand he holds the hand of the one he lost. The ringing stops and a voice can be heard: “Your call could not be completed… The subscriber you have dialled no longer exists…”
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