This is good, though. This is good for you.
I love you.
I’ll see you soon, Lo.
Message #270
Do you know this month the baby would’ve been born? I’d be in the hospital, and you would’ve held my hand. I know it probably sounds like I’m crying, but I’m not.
I’m just a little drunk tonight.
I don’t drink, so it doesn’t take much. A friend took me out to help me clear my mind.
Hearing your voice would help even more.
But you haven’t called me.
Maybe this isn’t your number anymore.
Maybe you’ve moved on.
Maybe you don’t fucking care anymore. I don’t even care that you don’t fucking care!
It doesn’t matter.
Fuck you for not calling me, Logan. Not once. You haven’t called me.
Sorry.
I’m a little drunk tonight.
I’ll see you soon, Lo.
Message #435
What do you do during the night when it rains?
I lie in bed and think of your voice.
I’ll see you soon, Lo.
Message #756
I decided that I hate you. I hate everything about you.
But still, I hope I’ll see you soon, Lo.
Message #1090
I’m waving the white flag, Logan. I’m tired, and I give up. I’ll stop now.
Five years.
I’ll stop with the messages.
I love you.
I miss you.