Its a horrible way to live, and when I missed all 10 of his calls, I cried for 40 minutes straight doing nothing but trying to get in contact with him so I can hear his voice, the sweet serenity of his voice that keeps me calm.
I apologized more than enough times for missing his calls, I've never felt so bad for missing his calls but can you blame me? I haven't heard from him in days and when he finally calls, i'm to busy in the other room doing something else to answer the freaken phone. I still feel like crying. I've never felt more like dying than I did that night. Its a horrible feeling that i never want to experience again; so i'm keeping my phone on me at all times from now on, dead or not. If it's charing, then i'm sitting right by it. Never again will I miss another phone call from him. Never.
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