"Hey it's Harry! Leave a message and I'll ring ya' as soon as I can! All the love!"
"Hi... I really wish I could stop calling you, but it's like a compulsive need. I want to tell you everything about my day, like how my boss had toilet paper stuck to her shoe or that a new ice-cream parlor opened up right across the street from the gym and now I have to force myself to work out. You were the person that told me these little things mattered, and now you're not here and I come home to emptiness. And sometimes it hurts so bad, I have to squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath until it goes away. I was angry first, then I was sorry, but now.... now I can't feel anything and that scares me. I love you, bye sweetheart."
Voicemail Received.
March 10, 2015 4:04 a.m.
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Dial Tones | h.s.
Fanfiction" i've listened to your dial tone over and over again, so much so, that it's starting to sound like i love you. "
