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I keep refreshing the page, a priest lighting candles, holding my breath like the next flick of wrist might mean something. Her name is gone from my inbox, but I still comb the comment fields, archive tags, shaky alt accounts we never talked about. It’s stupid, this new religion: hitting reload, rereading typos, tugging old scabs just to feel the sting. I can’t believe I keep doing this. I swore I wouldn’t chase her. Though I think she'd like that, I meant it the way a knife means to stay in its drawer. It was the right choice. Somewhere she’s smiling, I think— the kind of thin-lipped, smug faced thing I always liked about her— she wanted nothing more than someone obsessed with her character. So here I am running my hands across the screen— searching pixel-by-pixel in the static for a shape that used to know me.

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Date: 5/5/2025 4:49:00 AM
Heartiest congratulations on your win in my contest with this wonderful write, Jaymee. I enjoyed it very much.
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Date: 5/5/2025 3:38:00 PM
Thanks, Edward. It was a really interesting prompt to explore. Have a great day and thanks again :)
Date: 4/28/2025 9:18:00 PM
love the kinetic, stalker - like feel of your work,jaymee... grrrest job!
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Date: 4/29/2025 12:32:00 PM
Thanks, Nette. That's exactly what I was going for, wistful-manic-stalker vibes. Glad it landed that way for you too :)
Date: 4/27/2025 2:55:00 PM
If you catch up to her give her a big hug. I'm guessing she could use one
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Date: 4/28/2025 4:22:00 AM
That's a nice thought. Maybe she does, maybe not. It was so long ago now, and honestly the best decision for us both to part ways. It doesn't stop me from missing her though. Thanks for taking the time to comment, Tom.

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