Weighing the option of calling you, on the off chance of hearing your voice.
You wouldn’t answer my call though, would you? You never did. They always got sent straight to your voicemail. You never even had the decency to change your voicemail so instead of hearing your voice, I’m forced to listen to a women repeat your number harshly and coldly. “Leave a message after the tone,” she croaks out and with the tone, my heart breaks.
Do you ever want to call me just to see how I’ve been getting along? I never ignored your calls, did I? I always answered them. Sometimes I wish I had let them go to my voicemail so on days like this, when I’m missing you so badly, I could hear your voice again. But I never ignored your calls, not once. You never had to hear how blunt each number sounds as they serve as an individual reminder of how lonely you feel.
littledefiningmoments 
April 9, 2015 at 4:09 pm
I am going through something like that. I always want to know if he cares about me still…wondering if i should somehow find a way to talk to him again..deleting his number was the hardest thing to do.. Sometimes i feel like i should a left one long text…sometimes i wonder if he still cares about me or ask about me… It’s hard to get past something you thought once was real.
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