I know,
I'm the last person you want to talk to.
That's understandable.
But I just...
I miss hearing your voice.
The words you spoke,
were music to my ears.
I miss being in your arms.
On nights like this,
you held me tight.
Things went left,
yeah, I know,
But...
But,
I just can't let us go.
I'm sorry...
I shouldn't have called you.
Just call me back when you get this message...
or don't.
I know you won't.
Sorry.
