All I was trying to do was use a little web application to call directly to your voicemail, so I could answer the question that you asked me without have to speak directly to you. And low and behold the application called directly into your voicemail, for which you don't have a password. So of course, I had no choice but to listen to all your messages. I was grateful to know that you had been saving my messages and there weren't any other messages. But now I have to keep checking to listen to any other messages. I want to hear her voice and know that her calls aren't always answered. I want to hear the level of urgency in her voice when she says call me back. I want to hear her panic level when you haven't called for a while. I want to know if she loves you more than I do and why you have to keep seeing her. I want to hear what it is about her that makes you want her around, but not enough to committ to her and not start seeing me. As if I could hear that in her voice. But maybe it takes one to know one.
The funny thing is I called the soon to be ex-husbands phone to see if it would work. But I had no desire to hear his messages. What exactly does that mean? I'm not quite sure, but I know that I'm in love with you and only you. Which is why I am currently crazed. My appetite is at a bare minimum, the house is a mess, I haven't cooked in a week and I can't stop thinking about you. Which is exactly why I didn't need to find out I could hear your messages. I didn't need to find any other anonymous way to stalk you while I'm waiting for you to demand that I give you my new number and talk to you again, or as I look out the window for your car in the drive way as you knock on my door to convince me that you can't live without me, not even while I'm waiting for you to realize that you Love me more than you realized and these days with out me have been torture. Anytime now will be fine........
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