If I use a filter on my broken heart:
Would you double click it on Instagram?
Who replaced affections with emojis?
Just let it go and hold on tight, she said.
In a world with split personalities
If I slide into her DM and conquer
I have only won half the battle,
A tigress on her timeline, a frightened Kitten.
…The meeting.
True kinging is in the conquering of both
A filtered e-persona, an awkward introvert
She retweets my moonshine, she wants me
These jokes write themselves, surely.
In my every line, a sub is embedded,
We flirt in Morse codes, you would never know
A conversation, absent mentions or retweets,
She whispers in my silent screams.
…The falling in love.
You wanted roses; I rose to the challenge,
The thorny bushes saw right through me.
You picked me pickles for my prickly feet,
I give you dimples and made you giggle.
I stole the sun on a sunny day,
You made it rain as you walked away.
The saline waves washed through the maze,
The salmon danced salsa between your hair.
I gave you glitters, you traded blisters
You gave me hurdles, I offered cuddles.
Love turned cold, infatuation grew old.
In abandoned subs and corrected typos.
…She hits unfollow.
By
Aventurine.
