Voicemail
One new voicemail(That's nothing new...)
From
Sierra."
(That is... [!])
The one morning
(Day thirteen)
I leave my phone to
Charge a bit longer,
Is when you decide to call.
You sounded sad
(Heartbroken?)
In it.
("I haven't heard from you much.")
I didn't want to crowd you,
But now I'm afraid
You think me
Aloof... (?)
I miss you so much.
You made my day by
Just letting me hear
Your voice.
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