INCORRECT NUMBER.

Piiiiii.
Piiiiii.
Piiiiii.

Why do we choose to do one thing or another,why do we accept a reason but not the following one? What makes us vulnerable or strong? why do we laugh or cry? I have no freaking idea.I called you,and heard your voice.Your sound.PAM.there it was.

-Hello
-Hey,its me.
-Victoria?

And how did I felt? Well I dont know.I dont know.I just started shaking for a long time.
It was all my neurons could tell my body to do : shake.
So thats what I did for half an hour,stood there shaking like an idiot surronded by my three best friends and remembered your voice.The one I hadnt heard for a year.
Who chosethat? I just know it wasnt me,or at least not the Vic that I know,and that writes in here.

And then I hung.