We stopped talking it was the worse months of my miserable life , it was a dark night when in the middle of the night my phone rang I answered and I herd your voice. Your fucking voice. Saying you were drunk was an under stament your were out of your fucking mind. You kept saying that your sorry you couldn't even say sorry right. "I fucking love you" I dropped my phone but not by your words but by the noise of a truck hitting your car.
