you go to her number,
scrolling down,
your finger
stops
before it presses
against her
name.
what possibly
would there be
to say.
nothing that would
change a thing,
so you close the phone,
you set it
down.
staring at its
amber blink,
and wait for
this feeling to pass
away.
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