voicemail 1, january 12, 11:46 pm// hey it's shlatt, ill call you back later. *BEEP*
"Hey, it's autumn. how have you been? I know you're probably not gonna answer me, and that's okay. I just miss your voice and I miss talking with you"
she didn't really know what to say or how to put her feelings into words
it had been almost a month since the two had talked
"if you don't wanna talk, I get it, I wouldn't wanna talk to me either. I fucked up and I hurt you and I'm sorry. I know that me saying sorry isn't gonna fix it, but-"
the girl knew she was rambling. Autumn sigh, her exhale was shaky. The thought of them never talking again made the pit in her stomach grow
"I'll stop, bye"
she removed the phone from her ear and pressed the red button at the bottom of the screen
autumn lay back onto her bed looking out the window, her mind filled with thoughts of the two of them
they where so happy
why him?

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أدب الهواةshe left him a voicemail every day in hopes that one day he'd answer again