Cuddle Buddy

My cuddle buddy tonight is my phone. Accompanied by my tear stained face and emerging headache. I miss him. All I want is just one more call before bed. Just one more minute, just long enough to hear him say I love you. When a dead phone is your life line what is a girl to do? I just want the pain to subside. My throat hurts because my heart is in it. Shards of glass slice me up so nothing but sobs comes out. The bed is so cold it's hot, and way to empty without you. Tonight my phone is my company...hoping you will call just one more time.