It's not the same anymore. It's not what it used to be when she'd call him every night and tell him about her day, what she did and how much she wished that he was there. She still yearns to hear that special vibration that somehow (magically) means that you've texted her--to know if she's been eating (because you used to care). But now it's nothing but empty silences.
It's not what it used to be anymore.
And she misses that.
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