the call wasn’t made.
typing, deleting, retyping,
and finally, definitely discarded,
the texts all had just a plea –
please come back! – but none was sent.
i count the hours you spent trying to sleep.
it’s obvious from the little flags of terror you leave for me in Facebook.
yet i know, never more clearly,
you are gone, there’s no us,
we are unlearning each other,
taking a crash course in being strangers.