I spend a lot of time staring at my phone these days, thinking how easy it would be. Just a flick of my thumb and I could hear your voice again. I could forgive you. I could pretend nothing happened. Pretend nothing changed.
I remove, block, shut out all signs and reminders, like a drug addict hiding the lighters and spoons.
But I still find myself staring at my phone every hour of every day, and wondering all the big and important questions, the questions I have no answers to,