And I have this unexplainable urge to call you.
Because I’m feeling all sorts of emotions – angst, mostly – and all I can think about is that I desperately need to talk you.
Because I miss you, and I need you to hear that from my own mouth.
I don’t mean to be clingy, you know I don’t. I know you don’t like clingy. But like I told you before, I can’t help that things are just so dull without your constant presence.
You’re my current addiction. And until it wear off, I’m always going to gravitate around you.
So you know, I just sorta kinda need to have someone on the other side of the phone.
And for now, I want it to be you.
You didn’t pick up though.
À la mort,