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Something's Missing

Late night phone conversations, they tell you something about the person even when they can’t tell you themselves. You hear how the voice carries over it tell you if the person is into the conversation or just plain you. I can’t explain how his voice just runs a chill down my spine as he’s whispering sweet nothings into my ear. Calmness, at ease, just plain chill. The only thing that comes to mind is... I miss this.

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