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I reach for my phone again and again Even when I know there will be nothing. Still, I check. Still, I hope. Still, I feel the weight of your silence squeezing my chest so hard I can’t breathe A year ago I promised myself I was done. A month ago, I told myself I wouldn’t…
I would have preferred to have this conversation with you in person, but I feel like I need to say this now. I’m sorry, this will be very, very long. I don’t know how you see me, but sometimes I struggle. Some things make me sad, and some things make me cry, and sometimes they…

My eyes scan the coffee shop for his distinct black Afro curls. Most of the tables are filled, so it takes a few seconds. I eventually find him, but the hair is different. “You cut your hair,” I say accusingly when he stands up for a quick peck on the cheek. “Hello to you too,…