the way you talk when you’re vulnerable is full of pauses. you’re holding back so you don’t hurt. you say āIā and then you give a half laugh, your breath gets caught in your throat because you’re close to crying but you don’t want to let yourself, you second-guess yourself but you’re going to say it anyway – whatever it is. you’re so mad, you miss me, you’re sad or insecure or lost and don’t know how or what to do. because I hurt you
post-call from Costa Rica
