Here

She picks up the phone,
And dials an old friends house.
She listens to the dial tone,
Hangs up and pouts.

She doesn't want to call,
Afraid of what he'd say.
So with tasks she'll stall,
And try again some other day.

She misses talking,
To someone who understands.
Replaced it with walking,
But it's not fun just a demand.

She can't sleep,
She knows something is wrong.
She fears it's about his heap,
For she feels it so strong.

They speak online,
She knows she should've called.
That he wasn't fine,
But instead she stalled.

She decides,
To tell him she's here.
And that she'll always abide,
She'll always be near.

She tells him to never be afraid,
Call her if he needs.
On her pillow her head is now laid,
As the pain now heeds.

I am here she keeps repeating,
Silently in her room.
I am near as her lips are meeting,
And I won't be leaving anytime soon.