4:37 am
I’m calling until you pick up and talk to me or until I fall asleep and dream of you.
I’m calling because I miss you. I’m calling because I am sorry.
I’m calling because if I don’t hear your voice I’m going to break.
And cry. A little. A lot.

"She doesn’t understand why she feels like this. Hurt. She’s never invested much of anything in this; she’s never led herself up to false expectations. She’s never expected anything to come out of this except what was happening now – maybe less. So why did her heart feel like it was being ruptured in two? She had, after all, done this to herself. She’d put herself out there. And the thing is – you can never blame the other person. Because they’d never seen it coming, and it would be wrong to expect them to see it especially when you were trying to hide it even from yourself."

Leap Year (Dr/Hr Fanfiction)