Every night we’re apart, it always ends with a phone call
Except tonight.
You see, his mom and him share a phone cause hers broke. And he won’t be getting the phone. So I don’t get to hear his amazing voice say ‘I love you Sherron’, followed by 20 texts, also saying i love you and goodnight. But not tonight, no. Tonight, it ends with an IM convo. No phone calls. I’ll be sad, but I’ll gaze at his picture as I fall asleep. Not stalking him, no. He’s my boyfriend.
Suck itt.
