Describing you

by vyyvaa

 On my side, I concentrated long enough for things to turn out the way I want them, endless thoughts on one only, couldn’t stop it, I worked hard in making those 20 seconds appear against all odds.

I was heavily in my bed, wife sound asleep, my eyes closed, I’m fully asleep yet deeply waiting. My phone rang, and there was this number that I swear I knew who it was, but swore not to believe it,

I hear my name being called

I hear her name being called

I’m wide awake and holding on to every second in this most probably prompt and short conversation; when it ended; we exchanged short trials in reviving it giving me little more seconds to thrive with.