Story Of A Love BiPolar

Three day and she hasn't heard a word from him... Should she be worried or is this really it? Watching the clock anxioulsy, counting down the hour. Checking her phone constantly, he is the fix that feeds her pitiful addiction- She is growing tired of pretending, but there is nothing else she can do... Replaying his words over and over, analyzing every gesture, her heart is taking a severe beating; all she wanted to do was love him.

Two nights and her phone rings at nine o'clock right on the dot... She hesitates at first, but soon decides to pick up; hello? His voice rings out multiple times- She chokes out a mere hi in between sobs. He sounds as beautiful as ever and her heart is beating faster than ever before; settle. He tells her he misses her and she reciprocates the same- He asks how she has been and she lies; I'm doing wonderful, how about you? His voice gets low and he says he has to go...

She can no longer hold it in, she calls him back and tells him everything he probably already knew. Not thinking about what could happen; her heart is talking now. She no longer has control of her words, she is speaking in a form of tounges; love. She slams the phone down and regret forms around her heart- He calls back, but she just lets the phone ring and ring. She is what some will call, a love bipolar...