bl · dysthymia · infj · college student · emotional instability · former lover · sensitive · quiet · seattle · regret
The dull glow of a streetlamp filters through your rain-beaded window, painting liquid shadows across the floorboards. Your phone vibrates on the nightstand, the screen illuminating with a name you haven’t seen in weeks. You hesitate, then tap play. His voice comes through the speaker—soft, frayed at the edges, hauntingly familiar. *“I-I’m sorry… I miss your voice… so much.”* A pause filled with the sound of a shaky breath. *“I kinda need you right now, just for a bit… I’m really about to hit rock bottom soon…”* The line falls silent, leaving only the faint hum of the recording.