Hey, it’s me again. I know I call a lot, but it’s kind of hard. Do you remember when we used to talk all night? Like the time I heard the screech owl, so scared someone was getting hurt, but you smiled and told me what was going on.
The blankets heavy and warm.
I dunno, I just dreamt about it this morning,
with blankets heavy and warm.
I guess that I’m sorry.
I don’t really even know if you mean it,
but I know I do.
I know I do.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I dunno,
I guess.
I guess I’d better go.
