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"With the Lips of an Angel"
Rating: G
Author: Katie
Featuring Hinder's "Lips of an Angel"
Summary: Forever never meant for always…
Honey why you calling me so late?
Sam rolled over in his sleep as the theme song to Ghostbusters began to play out quietly from his phone. Semi-consciously, he reached out to grab it from its place on the nightstand. Pushing it to his ear, a flicker of a smile spread across his tired face.
"Hey Babe…"
It's
kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is
everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud
His face crumpled in concern.
"What happened?" He asked softly, rising out of his bed and slipping on a pair of jeans. "Babe, don't cry…" He walked through the open doorway and into the apartment's small kitchen. Taking a seat at the old oak dining table, he ran a hand through his tangled brown hair.
"It's so good to hear your voice…" He smiled.
Well, my
girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we
never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my
name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an
angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
"I'm
sorry… Yeah, I loved you, too." Sam bit his lip, tears prickling
in his eyes.
And I never wanna say goodbye
But
girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
"And I miss you, too. But I have to go now, Jessica's here."
It's
funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you
too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a
fight
No I don't think she has a clue
He smiled one last time before flipping his phone shut and placing it down on the table. Slowly, Sam pushed his chair back and stood up. He glanced through the doorway and into their bedroom, at Jessica. Sighing to himself, he quietly made his way back towards the 'love of his life', laying innocently in their bed, oblivious to her boyfriend's late night phone call.
Well
my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess
we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say
my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an
angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
Pulling the comforter up over himself as he climbed into the bed, he kissed Jessica on the forehead.
Honey why you calling me so late?
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