Phone calls

That thing when it is raining outside and you’re sitting by the window, sipping wine, daydreaming, wondering if he’ll call you.

He doesn’t.

And you think maybe he’s curled up on his couch, staring out his window, sipping the same wine, thinking about you.

He might be.

You’ll never know.

Because you’re not gonna call him either.

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