By the glow of the laptop screen.

I pull my hair to one side of my head.

I scratch my forehead.

I sniffle a bit because I was just crying

And I think of you.

I close my eyes and count my breath

In for four, out for five.

My nose itches.

There you are again.

I feel the weight of my laptop against my knees.

I tap my thumb against the track pad.

My wrist hurts.

Stop. Please. I’m trying my best.

I look at the time.

11:26pm.

Sunday.

I run my fingers over the keys. The i, k, o, l, m, p, t, .

Are you here yet?

Oh please, come find me.

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