Cute counterpoint to Steve’s piece. I like the genuine sorrow and [insert unnamed emotion here] that she can’t feel anything in return, even though she tries to muster it up. That made it feel like a very even presentation of the heartache, with nobody really cast as a villain.

Didn’t entirely get the phone book thing, but I was almost there.

I was trying to use the phone book as a symbol of her new life and how it was responsible in part for her forgetting about him—She would use it to look up clubs, bars, social groups before her computer.
Hence, she wish he would discover its power also and forget about her too? I struggled myself with how to put this memory into words.

I like it! It actually is kind of how I would imagine the girl would think. Great job!