A Promise that Died

It was all over in a few minutes. He said he wanted to talk again, like we used to. This girl who drew him back with her mind, that’s true, but repelled him with other things.

I allowed the excitement of restarting communication bubble up: I imagined the things he’d tell me. Then, but a few moments later, before it had even gained momentum as words on the screen, it was taken away.

He wished me well. I ran after him, asking him why, but was met with silence.