It's been nearly 20 years since you found the strength to put down your phone and head for the exit. It still feels fresh. Nobody has ever been able to push my pieces in place like you could, and so I've been dealing with these cracks ever since you left, with the gaps growing with age. At least once a year I go to call, trying to lay down and just listen to you sing me away from that edge. Except, you're not there, and so I have to half ass it with this silly, overcomplicated life I've built in your absence. Over a lifetime ago, and I'm still figuring things out without you in the background, and it's terrifying. What are things going to look like in another 20 years without that melody to pacify all the static?