Seeing the date on my computer I scoffed at it.
“What’re you looking at?”
((No response))
Looking away I looked back at it and asked God.
“What’s with the date?”
“It’s Connor’s Birthday”
I haven’t texted Connor in over a year it’s how I am I fuck up I disappear. But the date bothered me more than I’ll admit so I considered reaching out.
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Texting Connor
“The Date“
I knew his number by heart only three to remember, the area code and last four made it possible.
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