Grief Calls And I Send Her Straight To Voicemail

Grief Calls And I Send Her Straight To Voicemail

“Hey, it’s me again.

Sorry for calling. You haven’t answered my texts and I guess
I’m just hoping we’re okay.
Are we good?
Are you good? Shh, that was rhetorical.

I saw you across the street the other day. Did you see me?

Why didn’t you wave?

Do you still taste me in the back of your throat?

Listen, Babe,
I’m not trying to be a pest.
I know you asked for space, but that’s not how this works with you and me. You don’t call the shots. What do you think this is?

You answer when I speak to you.
Don’t you know?

There is no ghosting a body full of ghosts.” Thought Catalog Logo Mark

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