Monday night.
I stood in my room, wondering if I should. I had already talked to you earlier that day, so it wasn't as if I was completely cut off from communication that day. But suddenly, I felt the urge, a few minutes after 10:10pm, to call you and say, "I am really happy because I love you!" I was actually going to do it, maybe.
I went to get some water. My parents' door was open on that side of the house.
Walk back.
-phone vibrates-
Turns out Jack called me to tell me his mom couldn't give us a ride home the next day.
Aw man, I don't want to end my night with a call from the brother.
So I stood there for a while longer. If I did it I'd have to whisper really quietly.
Finally, I turned off the light and went to sleep.
1 comment:
I know this was posted awhile ago, but I just wanted to let you know that this almost made me cry.
We should talk more. I'm sure we share a lot of the same experiences.
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