fading voices [ the SEQUEL to little talks ]

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and the regrets, they pile higher. 

me: hey, this is cooper. obviously. leaving a voice mail because we haven't really spoken in two weeks. plus or minus a day or three. not that i'm counting, you know. i'm fine. and so are you! so, uh, that's good.

me: i was just wondering if you wanted to meet up. or, maybe just chat online - something like that?

me: i really miss your voice.

me: not to be weird or anything. sorry, i know you wanted to keep our distance the way it is. in fact, let's not even meet up. i've been drinking coffee late at night again. and you know how that makes me.

me: see you around! this is cooper, saying goodbye... bye.

me: i can't believe i just did that. shit. 

me: maybe i should meet up with abby tomorrow. or not. 

me: i should just shut up and sleep.