The Day That Split Us in Half

I no longer count the minutes, the hours, that have passed since I talked to you

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Driving down the highway, I notice that a spiderweb has formed on the right side-view mirror of my car. I wonder about the spider: When I return to park in front of my house, will it be able to find the web it has begun? The web that has survived the rain, the blowing wind on the…