Poetry

Unfinished

I remember the way we folded together,
I remember
begging for forever,
aching for our pleasure,
I couldn’t even fathom a
millisecond
away from you.
Now I haunt social media
and second-guess every like,
every comment, every message,
no matter what they’re about.
Dating apps have also
fallen down the well.
Something something fuck.

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