Ringing

Went out with some friends today to the Cambo side of cabramatta. I've been avoiding that area ever since march but I guess you can't avoid it forever. Normally I'm capable of hiding my feelings when I'm out with friends but this time I couldn't. All of a sudden your voice started playing my head, phrases that you've said before just kept coming up, it wasn't long until the images of our memories started to blind me from the real word. I can't get your voice out of my head. Your distinct laugh where you keep inhaling air like you're choking on it and then pause and then proceed to end with a laugh of a higher pitch, the way you say certain words, and the distinct way you call my name. Linda. In a monotone. Because the only times you've called me by my name is whenever we fight, or for instance, you addressed me by my name the very last time we were together, when we said our goodbyes....