15. Facebook

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I posted my profile picture,

I wasn't waiting for him,

But he did,

And said that I never cared.


Shell shocked,

Afraid,

Frightened,

Wicked.


People talked around me,

Asking what was that,

I don't want them to know,

What kind of person I was back then.


Pity,

Liars,

I'm only crying,

I'm only dying.


Nobody knows you better than me,

The times we used to talk,

Shared your thoughts,

That you're a convict.


Crawling back to brought memories,

Memories I never wanted to remember anymore,

They were terrifying,

Yet sadly nostalgic.


Our constant teasing,

Our cute bantering,

Your training session with my hair,

It was all happy.


Our scary fighting,

Our hurtful words,

Your punching bad session with my thoughts,

It was all real.


As I swiped my hand,

And clicked 'Block',

I knew you will be forgotten,

But I will always love you.

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