The Last Reply

I hate to admit
We always get attached
With the last reply.

The last and not wanting it to last.
It will keep you awake at night.
Wondering why it lasted.
Wondering what happened.

Until it dawned on you.
The last reply,
The last bullet
That pierced through you.
You sobbed in silence.
Looking at the screen.
Reading the last text message.

The last reply.
It was the last.
Because
You never heard a thing since.

You never heard
FROM HIM.

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