To Tap or Not To Tap

The surface of the glass reflects his fingers as he reaches out to tap her name from his contact list. In his mind, he composes the message he’ll write, compliments to show how much he cares, how much she means to him, how he can’t go on without her, fate, destiny, and the spiral sucks him down, collapsing the words into chaos. Still he hesitates, a finger of Damocles hovering over a technological precipice.