ringing telephones
07.09.04 ||| 5:46 pm

I'm waiting.

Always fucking waiting.

Alfred is supposed to call me tonight...

I told him yesterday night that I hated waiting around for his call... I HATE waiting for the phone to ring...

yet, that's what I sit here and do... I sit here... I wait for the ringing of the phone..

the ringing that lets me know he's thinking of me... at least a little bit.

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