Some people say, 'hey I'm coming home, bake me some cookies'.
I asked you to hide the cookies.
I didn't know that you listened.
Instead I heard what I wanted to hear. Disinterest in your voice. Distance. Like you didn't care.
So I didn't show. And you didn't call. And I thought you didn't care.
But cell phone reception was bad. So I didn't know that you called. Twice. And left two messages. And texted. To say that you thought I was coming and you missed me.
I thought you didn't care if I came, but maybe that was my own insecurities talking.
And thanks for hiding all the junk food.
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