Poems.

Deleted.

You are completely deleted from my life now.

All evidence is lost,
Almost as if it never happened.

The pictures,
the texts,
the pictures of the texts.

All gone.

I was looking through my camera roll and found them.

Not all of them.

I had already deleted a few.

But the rest of them.

I asked myself why I still had them,

and I couldn't answer it.

I deleted them.

(Except for one (I use it as a joke.(but I cropped your name out and everything so it's just the one text.)))

But they didn't make me feel anything.

Except for a jumble of emotions that made me frustrated and confused.

That's why you are completely deleted from my life now.

And I am so much happier because of it.