Seeing your name get pushed down in my messages.
Training my phone to forget you as destination.
Playing gloomy songs on repeat, messing up my Spotify's algorithm.
Removing you from my status update but wanting you to read them.
Changing your notification tone but hoping it will again chime.
Reading our last conversation and rethinking every words.
Regretting the hurt I caused you but dejected it feels needed.
Mourning our unrealized plans and places we could have visited.
Wishing.
