I miss the inconvenience of your calls.

You know, those random ones.

When I hear my phone buzz, while I am doing something. Your name pops up on my screen. The excitement and confusion…

I get when I accept your call.

We talk for minutes, we talk for hours. We laugh, we giggle. Sometimes discuss what is on our minds.

The phone calls are a perfect distraction. When I know I’m busy at work or when it is late at night.

It is the inconvenience where I get to listen to you, that makes me smile and feel delight.

Now my phone doesn’t light up anymore.

Your name doesn’t appear on my screen.

These calls are now

more or less non existent.

The conversations

are distant memories I live and recall.

I miss the inconvenience. I miss your calls.

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