I organized her whole send-off and paid extra into the gift fund. Now that she's gone, what I feel isn't grief.
A shared notes doc from years ago still shows he's reading it, though neither of us has typed a line since March.
Someone keeps parking in my spot. I've drafted the complaint four times and always close the app instead of posting it.
I say I go for the empty machines. Really I go on the nights his name's on the shift board.
A nightly carpool with a coworker runs on a rideshare glitch that never updates, and a transfer that's about to end it for good.
A shared smart home routine still fires every night after the breakup, and neither of us has been the one to end it.
Overnight stock alone in the warehouse, a deactivated badge checks in from the freezer aisle at the same minute twice, and no one else is back there.
A calendar event from a relationship that ended four years ago still repeats every year, and tonight it synced onto a work calendar full of strangers.
He's timed the espresso to be warm at my break for months. Monday's new schedule might end that.
My building's buzzer works through every unit in order at 2am, and stops one buzz short of mine.
He's taken the long way home for years, past the house we don't live in anymore. Tonight I finally notice he always slows down in front of it.
I've been first in and last out for five months. Tonight the only other person still here almost got the real reason out of me.