I miss you - thought that was clear but also finding there’s a prism between us that only lets a narrow range of light pass without enough bandwidth for the entire holographic pill
These pictures aren’t me, not because of dislike...as was said, but instead because I don’t want my image to graven the message - it hasn’t seemed to need any help
I’d call a thousand times. There’s a faint sound in the receiver but each word uttered is like rolling dice against a dial tone
“Now, I have got to go...”
My fingers slipping from the clasp of my own hand