I am doing good the last words that I read your final text nothing more to add I replied later then I waited for more two ticks of grey checking to see them change No response I messaged once more one tick grey unchanging waiting in the dark in daylight the single grey remained
I rationalized theft of your device flushed down the toilet screen cracked in for repair Then I imagined tragedies illness had struck car was crashed knocked down heart attack abduction or worse, seduction
Two days passed grey ticks turned to blue I hoped and checked pondered texting should I let it be Or maybe call the tone rang out I tried again the silence continued Now I have the memory the smile your tears and the question Are you okay?
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