"Hey.. How are you?"
"Happy birthday by the way. Sorry I'm late. I kinda was more focused on getting back to how things were than being a considerate person."
"That's great..." says in a whisper than sighs
"I can't lie and say that it's not killing me that I can't talk to you. I feel like I know everything about you but I don't."
"You know more about me than I do you."
"How did it come to this?
You came to me for help and now I need you."
"You know I can't sleep..
now all I can think about is you."
"Just for hours. "
"Thinking about the exact moment that I fucked up."
"I'll call you tomorrow,
I know you won't pick up though."
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Oooooh
P.s. The breaks are just him pausing.
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Happy Helpline
Short Story"This is happy helpline, think happy thoughts." "No." "No what?" "No happy thoughts." ©2017 janaebello All rights reserved
