Call him, respond to her
I notice him. I see her.
I greet him. I say “Hi” to her.
He smiles at me. She beams happily.
I cook for him. I clean for her.
He works hard for me. She makes tasty meals for me.
I thank him. I say “Thanks” to her.
He heads to work. She goes to work.
I see him with a woman. I see her with a guy.
The woman is his co-worker. The guy is her cousin.
I hope he has a good time. I wish her a great day.
Today was tiring. Today was hopeless.
I made a mistake. I forgot a document.
Nothing was right. Only a blank paper was left.
I need help. Where was it?
I miss him. I miss her.
I called him. I received her call.
I told him my woes. I will always listen to her.
I can’t lie to him. I want to help her.
I was given advice. I want to support her.
He asks me. I asked where it could be.
I tell him where. I left it where I cleaned.
Thank you. Thanks again.
I am back. Home sweet home.
I embrace him. I peck her cheek.
Always supportive. Simply reliable.
Like roots of a tree. Like a partner in crime.
He is my significant other. She is my other half.
I tell him my mistake. I reply.
I respond. I tell her my close call.
I forgive him. I forgive her.
Because I love you.