Voicemail.


One of the grim things about losing someone (besides losing that someone) as foolish as it may seem– is convincing yourself & coming to terms with the harsh reality of having to delete their cellphone number. 

To me, those digits together represent something… they represent a time in my life of daily rituals, midnight calls, endless conversations & presence. They are somewhat a piece of what I once knew … a resemblance of normality. 

Comprehending the fact that when I dial there will be no immediate pick up, no-one on the other side … is heartbreaking. It’s profoundly disheartening… 

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