Oh God, I miss you.

I managed to get Jake on the first try. I’ve never felt such relief at hearing his voice, my heart constricting in pain and longing. Now I’ve finally broken the silence. It feels like it’s been months since that gentle tone was inside my head.

“Who else would it be….” I slur crazily. I try for light and humor, then get angry at myself for being this weak and calling him. Even now, I cannot stop the stupid onslaught of tears pouring down my face. ...