Familiar Bullshit
A message.
Three letters.
One word.
Heart racing with
dread. Stomach churning
with anxiety.
Unfamiliar number,
but my gut is
positive of who.
Physically ignored.
Gone unanswered,
but anger of
insult bubbling over.
I know it's you!
Your usual "Hey!"
paired with your
signature exclamation
point. Screaming
your name just
like I used to.
