You and your boyfriend, Keegan, had a fight before he died.
That was your biggest regret.
Late at night you would call him, just so you could hear his voice on the line. Even if if was the same old “Keegan Russ, leave a message,” over and over again.
Tonight things were different. You decided to leave a message. You decide to speak your apologies. Even if he couldn’t hear them.
In the quiet of your room, you hear the usual “Keegan Russ, leave a message,” and you wait for the beep. Before you begin to speak.
“You know I love you. I’m sorry I didn’t say it that night. It was just the one thing I knew would hurt you. I’m sorry. But you know I love you. And I hope that you love me too. Even now. The last thing we were doing together was fighting and saying things that we don’t mean, mostly things I don’t mean, and I said things I now can’t ever take back and I said things I now can’t ever apologize for and I hate that. I wish I could have seen you at least one last time. I let things get too out of hand, and now you’re gone. I don’t know where to go from here, now that you’re gone. I’m sorry. I love you.”
By the end, your face was wet with tears as you hit the end button. You sit in bed just sobbing at the fact you can never make things right. You can never get him back.