Nicole Krauss, History of Love (via dailybranflakes)
Oh yes…definitely know how this feels. Please just call me.
I’d made a list in my notebook of all the things I missed about him. The way he wrinkles his nose when he’s thinking was one. How he hold things was another. But now I needed to talk to him for real and no list would substitute. I stood by the phone while my stomach turned itself inside out. During the time I waited, a species of butterfly may have become extinct, or a large, complex mammal with feelings like mine.