Some messages...You didn't remove it.🥀
That night, she was sitting in the same room.
The room light is only open.
Her shadow stretches on the wall... like someone who is disappearing little by little.
She opened his chat.
The latest message is still hers.
"Is it good to get home?"
There's no answer.
Like every time I've been
She printed again.
"We miss you"
Her finger is stuck on the delivery button.
One heart wants to press...
The other mind knows that even if sent, it won't change anything.
She removed it.
And then reprint.
"We're okay now."
She looked at that sentence for a long time.
In truth... she was never okay one day.
But she's starting to understand something.
It's not like she wants to say hello to him.
She just doesn't want to admit that.
"He never thought to say hello again."
The tears didn't come out.
But it's heavy in the chest
So heavy that she can't breathe
She put the phone down next to her.
Let the screen go out by itself.
Like that relationship.
That no one says goodbye to.
But it's over... quietly.
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If your heart knows he's gone
Print "okay." ❤️































































































