Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system. At the tell-in, please record your message. When you've finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options. Listen, just take a moment and hear me out just as last time. I miss you and it's weird to me that I miss you because I always thought that I'd be the warrant to leave such a reciting mark on you and it make you come back one day. But I'm wrong this time. I know that I shouldn't miss you. Well, I mean, I know I shouldn't be missing you, but it's just something that keeps knocking on the back of my brain and it's telling me that you exist and I know you exist, but it wants me to know that it knows that I know you exist. And yet here I breathe, I love you. I know I never said it enough or maybe I just didn't show in, but I do. And no matter how many times we fill a part, I'd always be okay with brushing off the dirt and getting right back on the bike. I'm sorry for the wrongs I committed and I'll plead guilty to every charge in the case of broken heart in the first degree. If anything, I just wish you the best. It's not like you'll care to play this back and if you did, why would you care what I have to say? This to you, I'm really just that one girl got away. Except I'm not because I'm right here and I'll always be right here. I go to home in here. Remember, maybe that's why I'm so distraught. I miss home, I miss you. It's been months since we last spoke and I can't help but wonder if my home was overthrown by the flames and you just got lost in the smoke. Because by now you'd be back and we'd be okay. I keep every memory safe. I don't let anyone touch them. I can't promise that I won't keep torturing myself and go back to replay them. I miss December the times we had were short-lived but they were amazing nonetheless. I hear the laughing in my mind telling me to just leave it and you behind. I remember when we first met, we spoke and it was like we'd already known each other for years. Or maybe that's just me and I'm counting all the tears that I cried over not knowing if I'm ever going to keep coming and going. It seems now that I'm stuck where I stand pretending I don't know you and giving you the upper hand. Things won't get easier. I know that now for sure. I just wanted to say it all one last time before I attempted to let you go for good.