"I'm not," I laugh, voice rippling electronically. "But you're very nice to say so."
I touch the screen again, wishing I could see him. "Hiromu says you're with Messiah and you can't come home yet," I say softly. "If I'd stayed with you, maybe that wouldn't've happened. Or maybe I could at least be with you now." I hate this. I hate it so much. "Will you come back? Please? I miss you."
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Date: 2012-04-27 12:54 am (UTC)I touch the screen again, wishing I could see him. "Hiromu says you're with Messiah and you can't come home yet," I say softly. "If I'd stayed with you, maybe that wouldn't've happened. Or maybe I could at least be with you now." I hate this. I hate it so much. "Will you come back? Please? I miss you."