voicemail

"i miss you"

24th september

"hey.

it's just me.

anna.

...fuck, how do i do this?

i miss you. i miss you, ruby- fuck, i miss you.

everything's so much shittier without you.

you're not there in the morning when i wake up anymore.
you're not there to hug me and whisper in my ear that it'll be alright.
you're not there to watch the sunset with me, or to laugh about- about some stupid fucking meme with.

you're not there anymore, and that really hurts.

so... i guess that brings me back to why i'm doing this.

you're not there anymore, and this is your old number. the one you don't use anymore. this number isn't in use, so what's the harm in calling it and venting whenever i'm feeling bad?

there's no harm in that...

right?

...whatever. you're not there to- to reply, or anything, so it's not like it matters.

i'm just trying to get through life without you.

...this is probably too long. i guess i should go.

i love you, ruby; bye, for now."