these ghosts will be the death of me, i swear.
me: last night i had a dream and carter was in it. for the first time in months.
me: i never really told him about you. and i'm really sorry about that.
me: i really really am.
me: i pushed you away, when all i wanted was for you to stay just a little longer.
me: or forever.
me: but now i'm starting to think that maybe we're meant to be apart like this. maybe we're supposed to just share a glance every now and again. that's it. almost strangers. like we never loved each other.
me: it's weird to remember how happy you made me. i can't figure out which one is stronger. the love i felt then, or how much it hurts now.
me: i'm just gonna cancel this voicemail now.
me: goodnight nina.
me: let's share these stars, tonight.
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fading voices [ the SEQUEL to little talks ]
Short Storysometimes there is nothing worse than an apology. - cooper