The story
He watches the silence glow back at him.
His phone lights up with the one blue check, then nothing, and he keeps the screen face-up on the table like it might change its mind. Every message sits there open and unanswered, the little thread of hope stretched thin in the dark, while he rereads what he sent and waits for a name to turn into words.
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Lyrics
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