She walked away that night
Perhaps she thought that would make it right.
She opened her phone to answer his call
He could make her lower that wall.
One night spent in an alcoholic trance.
Wrapped in bed sheets, the age old dance.
She was caught up, ensnared, trapped in a web
Forced within their old flow and ebb.
One night's mistake can change it all.
She shouldn't have answered that one phone call.
