i tried calling the number you left; it rang two and a half times. the line must've known what i wanted, or you must've spoke too soon. either way, i did not get through to you.
do you still wear those fabrics? more specifically, the one that made my fingertips smile, or the one that held onto smells? either way, i still think of them.
i still cannot take a shower without wishing you were there too.
i'm not even sure if i mean this. my heart is eating trix without me.