i saw your message.
just when i thought i was starting to let go
and forget.
it'd been a month since i had heard from you.
and three since i fell for you.
invisible statuses and muted notifications,
but you were still
there.
as hard as i tried,
you were
not even pushed yet
to the back of my mind,
but still weighing
heavy on my fragile heart.
traces of your name
were still prominently marked
underneath my skin
though i was doing my best to erase them.
i needed to forget.
to let go of what was not for me.
let go of you.
i waited exactly five days
to open up those words that were meant for me.
five days
until i gave in,
gave up pretending to ignore them.
the black squiggles on a screen,
asking me how i was.
and without a doubt
the thought of you made me smile,
warmed me from inside,
but almost in a sad sort of way,
because most of all,
more than anything else,
it all
simply
made me
miss you.
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Poesíawe laugh, we cry. we love, we hate. we live, we breathe, we feel. life is said to be a roller-coaster ride, a puzzle, a journey, a story. and sometimes all that's needed is a little pause, to take a breath and contemplate all of its little matters...
