the ring

so i let my phone rang. twice throughout the day.
and she messaged me after the missed call.
the third time it rang, i knew i had to pick up. and it was a decision that i think was worthwhile. it was one of the those "YES AH!" decision. over on the other end, all i heard was laughter. her laughter. it went on and on. simply cos i refused to answer my phone.

and so we talked, for a while. a long while in fact.
i think i forgotten that i actually enjoyed talking on the phone.

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