"i was thinking about my last voicemail. you know, when i said that you might not remember the color of my eyes? i just... i wanted you to know that i do.
i remember the color of your eyes. i remember the color of your bed sheets. i remember the color of your favorite sweater and the color of those ridiculous socks your little sister got you for your birthday last year.
you've probably forgotten the color of my bed sheets, the color of my favorite sweater.
sometimes i wonder if you remember anything about me. about us."
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101 voicemails
Poetry"hey, it's me again..." 101 voicemails about loving, breaking, and healing.
