“The last time we spoke, we had a sickening pause before saying goodnight. It was the space we were used to saying “I love you” in. And truthfully, I don’t believe it was simply muscle memory.

You called me a few nights later and I didn’t pick up.

I wrote you an email. You didn’t respond.

We’re both just trying to say something, but never know how we should start.
Maybe this is me, with trembling fingers and voice much softer than usual. Maybe this is me, just trying to start.”

Source: Just Call Me Honeybear One More Time


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