“Liking” Things Is Not Communication

Was I supposed to, like–


All of your little

Likes and shit

As if they are

Poems? Messages?

Am I supposed to be, like

Interpreting tirelessly

All the little

Morse code you sent me?

What if I think, like

You’re a self-obsessed

Tit-cunt who doesn’t deserve

A wave, let alone a


You clearly feel the same about me,

Since all I ever got was

Random little likes

On posts I made

With an Alias.

I know you don’t

Respect this truth

You were my best friend and

Now I prefer to be


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