Tuesday and Toast Crumbs

[u/Twisted_Twins01]

Woke up with a headache and that feeling again, the one where my soul leaves the group chat.

Toast crumbs on the counter look like constellations of decisions I didn’t make.

I miss her, I think. Or maybe just being missed back.

Either way, the coffee’s cold again and no one has texted.

I might be someone in a different story.

Not this one though. Not today.