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Mar 2014
your mom's number
showed up under a different
name in my snapchat contacts
and it was so silly---I felt something
slip away against me, lingering for
a moment as if that were goodbye
enough, but nothing is or ever has
been goodbye enough for you
with me for you, with me,
for you, for you. and I
wondered if you would
even let me know that you
got a new number or if
I'd text you one day and
someone else would respond
This isn't, chris, you have the wrong number
for how long would I have had the wrong number?
Maybe
all
along.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
big thought.
brooke
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