save the bare minimum, bastardized breadcrumbs for the other ones.
maybe the dopamine hit will trick them into believing you.
those tiny logograms on instagram used to make my heart skip a beat. until i took a beat. a breath.
a hard look at conversations that only existed because i started them. because you started something you’d never finish.
and that’s the difference between us:
when i care about someone, i would write pages to will their dreams into the world.
you won’t even muster a literal word.
just a disembodied symbol dangling like a carrot to distract and delude.
you reduced me to a caricature, undeserving of anything more than a character.
and your thoughtless reply helped me remember who the f*ck i am.
someone who won’t settle just because i’m single. because i am singular.
EXTRAORDINARY. worth much more than a f*cking emoji.
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