…y phone. I want to take a chance on sending you a text message but every alarm within me is set and red flags pop up whenever my fingers go searching through my contacts. Leave well enough alone.Damned by the Dreams of a Lost Love2.8K12Tre L. LoadholtBrian AbbeyJul 22·1 min readYou have great imagery throughout this poem, especially here in those moments when it seems like fingers have a mind of their own. I feel it. I've been there. Thanks for this.