dilemma

Your voice is ringing again and again in my head. No matter how hard I try to close my ears and shut myself from the outside world. I can still hear you, loud and clear, calling out for my name. I don't know if that's really your voice, as it's been so many months, so many days, so many hours since I last seen your face. But I do miss the way you call me in all sort of ways,

Pineapple? Babe? Giina? GG?

And of course, not to forget the most unique way of exclaiming my surname - Regina LEE! You do that, all the time.

And I miss that voice - your, voice. God damn it, here I go again.