I have to admit, I like the way you say your name. Every time I get a voicemail from you, “Hey, it’s me…” and then you say your name in that dry “Yes-it’s-me-again” tone. Sometimes you’ll say it really fast. Sometimes you’ll say it as an afterthought. Like you still wouldn’t expect me to know your voice over the phone. I like how you always leave a voicemail, too.
It’s a chance for me to hear your voice in the middle of the day…because you know I won’t call you back till the end of mine.
I have to admit, I like the way you answer my phone calls. “Hey!” Like you really mean it. “Hi there,” or “Hey you,” like you’ve been waiting for it.
It’s probably just wishful thinking on my part.
But, I have to admit, I do kind of maybe just a little bit sort of like you.