Arachne in Blunderland

It shouldn't be so hard.

Just it suck up, Phoe...

You didn't have many memories, and less there than in your garage even.

But you cannot breathe, can you?

You cannot think... Anything other than his name?

You are a coward, my dear.

But then, as you turn the corner, you see him...

Your eyes flood.

Your brain shuts down.

But you attempt to speak... Do the words come out?

No...

You are a coward, my dear.

Your mouth moves in syllables never heard.

It's too bad he doesn't see you.

Too bad he doesn't glance your way.

Because you look damn good and you've never had more of that...

Confidence.

So where is it now, Phoe?

In his pocket, along with your heart and most of your mind.

He used to make you feel like you were it.

What does he make you feel like now?

A shadow?

A broken mirror?

Does he make you feel used?

Alone?

Hopeless?

You are a coward, my dear.

It shouldn't be so hard for you...

It's such a common place, where hundreds have been.

But you'll never set foot there again.

You are a coward, my dear.