I catch a glimpse of my phone
The feeling hits like it always did
“It’s got to be a message from you”
That’s what I always thought
I feel the slight butterflies of anticipation to see your words
But it’s not you
It will never be you again
I’m no longer light
I’m drowning
The weight dragging me under again
Tiny moments of hope are the most painful parts of my day
I turn off my phone and drown in silence
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