I always pull up your name in my phone and just stare at it, unable to call or send a message. It’s stupid. It’s silly. But I do.
And no matter what, even if I did call or text, you wouldn’t reply anyway. Because you’ve moved on. On to bigger things. Out of town too. So why bother, right?
Maybe I shouldn’t bother keeping you in my phone. I’ll never hear from you.
No longer your Spidergirl.