Forgotten

Day by day, she numbs her loneliness in the reflections of a lifeless computer screen.

In a far corner I sit silent, alone and forgotten.

Oh how I long to feel her soft hands pulling at my (heart) strings, filling the room around us with her beautiful song.

Written for Week 218 of Sonya’s Three Line Tales challenge. Photo credit: Elijah O’Donnell via Unsplash.
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