You were never essential to my life. When did you become my hands' prized possession? It's like you have become an organ. The essence for my body and mind to function properly You're always there for me, though. Or, is it just a phantom vibration that you have created in me to prevent us from separating? Notifications remind me of your use. The bridge of distance, yet keeps face-to-face conversation in scarcity. After all, you're just a mirror that haunts me everyday. My dependence on you scares me. But just hypnotize me with something more interesting. I'm sure I'll forget.