"Hey. I went to see you today. It was really hard, and I'd be lying if I told you I didn't cry just about the whole time. I guess you can tell by the tone of my voice that I'm still crying now.
I hate that I'm so used to the hospital room already. You've been there so long I can almost feel myself forgetting what your actual home looks like— your actual bed.
I wish I could be stronger for you, baby. The doctor even said you were showing signs of improvement, but that doesn't stop my heart from fucking shattering every time I look at you.
I just want to hear your voice again, and not over your stupid answering machine."
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breathe me (e.dolan)
Fanfictionin which a sad girl leaves voicemails for a dying boy hoping that one day, maybe, he'll pick up the phone. completed august 23, 2017 voicemail format, lowercase intended