The Last Phone Call…
Date written : February 1, 2014
It was this morning
when I last heard his voice. I know that that would be the last phone call that
I would receive from him. We won’t see nor hear anything from each other
anymore, because that was what we decided before he left. No promises to be
hold on to because that might just hurt us more in the future. Only hours had
passed but I already miss his voice, that voice who made me feel secured and
assured, that after all that has happened, issues that tried to destroy everything
that we have, even my trust in what he says to me, there’s this one honest
thing that he said he’ll never lie saying to me and that is the three magical
words, “I love you”. But now, even if it’s true or not, still, it cannot change
the situation now that he left. He’s now 7,007 miles afar.
We decided not to
make it more complicated and just stop everything. We talked about not calling
or texting each other anymore because nothing will change the fact that we’re
still not together. I feel so sad that I won’t be hearing his voice the moment
I wake up in the morning. I won’t hear his “I love yous”, “I miss yous”, and
other words that I want to hear from him. I longed for that sweet voice that
comforts me every time I feel so sad and lonely, the voice that can cheer me up
even just by saying “It’s okay” or “You can do it.” Actually, I miss everything
about him, like his eyes that brighten up my day every time he’s looking at me
and his smile that I always want to see. I miss him so much, but that was the
last chance that we will be talking to each other, the last chance that I would
hear his voice because it was our LAST PHONE CALL.
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| Photo: KBS - The Innocent Man |
And now, I’m back
in waiting…
Waiting for him to
call…
Waiting for him to
text me…
Waiting for him to
miss me…
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| Photo: Pretty Little Liars |
-kath.o8-
