after the last "seen"

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After the Last “Seen”

 

Last night I watched my words dissolve

in the empty glow of your unread notification.

My heart hammered like a buried drum—

a pulse you no longer felt. Under streetlamps

I traced your silence in the condensation on cold glass,

where every breath was a question without reply.

How many of us have lingered at “Seen,”

our own echoes fading in the void?

Share your last unread moment below—

let’s fill this silence with our stories.

 

 

 

 

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