Angsa

Social Media

Instagram
You hated it whenever I exposed too much
You hated it whenever I shared too much
But you never said a word
But you never confronted me
You know I love it
You know I like it
And
You know exactly how proud I was to be with you.
To call you "mine"

I hated it when you didn't expose as much
I hated it when you didn't share as much
But I told you
But I confronted you
I know you hate it
I know you despise it
And
I know exactly how annoyed you were when I asked you to.

One year apart

Time.
It really changes a person,
but this time change is good.
Yes, I'm still into social media
Yes, I'm still sharing too much
Yes, I'm still exposing a lot
but, this time around I didn't do it for my own satisfaction.
I know well enough that you won't bother for my existence anymore
I know well enough that you are too busy to give a fuck for me
I know.
I know it to the extend that I got sick of social media.
I know it to the extend that I got tired of social media.
I know it to the extend that I felt so bad on what I did to you.

On my stupid selfish requests.
On my stupid self-centered attitude.
I know it to the extend that my sharings, my stories, my exposings,
They were all for you.
They were all informed for you.
They were all reported for you.
Little do you know
Little do everyone know

Nowadays,

Your name is pinned,
Your stories are notified,
Your posts are prioritized,
All of your friends that shared anything about you,
Will be saved
Will be locked
Will be admired.

An act of a creep, stalker, intruder
I'm disgusted of  me
I'm disappointed of me
I'm sad for me

But what can I do?
But what can anyone do?
Nothing mends this broken heart more than you
Nothing mends this longing feeling more than you
Instagram
Your Instagram
Even if you're sheldom there
Even if you're never there
It's my only meth
It's my only prozac
It's my only xanax

Time
Mend this for me
Mend this heart
Mend this feeling
Time
Fix this