Finality Stories

My phone mocks me; shiny screen blank,Exuding smug silence. I deleted your numberIn a rare moment of honest frankAcceptance; an attempt to disencumber My life of your memory. Fuck you;And fuck your pathetic needTo call me every day, as if you knewI’d one day wait like this, forced to concede That I can’t forget you. Can’t forceYou out of my mind. Remembering the ringThat now won’t come. No remorse,No sorrow, no regret; ju...