"i was thinking about my last voicemail. you know, when i said that you might not remember the colour of my eyes? i just... i wanted you to know that...that i do. i remember the colour of your eyes. i remember the colour of your bed sheets. i remember the colour of your favourite sweater and the colour of those ridiculous socks your little sister got you for your birthday last year. but you've probably forgotten the colour of my bed sheets...the colour of my favourite sweater. sometimes i wonder if you remember anything about me...about...us."