what happens to people like me when we don’t hear from people like you?
we feel a thud whenever we check our inbox to find the message we guess you never sent. we like to think you wrote it, but forgot to send.
we notice the texts we sent in earnest 3 weeks ago seem to have found no response. we like to think that not all messages transmitted are received. and vice versa.
and voicemails from a thousand voices, except yours.
we somehow take this very, very personally.
but we know we shouldn’t. there’s a small part of us that knows that a life such as yours is sometimes only tenuously connected to a life such as ours.
but then we forget. and the cycle begins anew.
and then we remember again.
and then we forget to remember to forget.