Is it really OVER?
Are all gone?
I never knew this could happen!
I have always been old-fashioned that ways
I thought things lasts
I am still stuck to that age
Where repairing things was still in fashion
Use & Throw was unheard of
Life was slow? Yes!
But a lot more meaningful
How did he move on?
Was I a Station? A Phase? A Book?
And if he can move on
Why can’t I?
Why is it so difficult for me?
When I wasn’t that important for you,
Why are you so essential?
I am not a stalker, NO!
But I dream of you everyday
I am not an intruder either
But I keep looking through your Social Media
I won’t say it brings me joy
I have slept crying with your Facebook Profile open
Amidst washroom breaks
I have seen you online on Instagram
I typed and deleted and retyped and stared and deleted
JOY isn’t the word
STUCK might be
Am I stuck to you?
Why am I stuck to you?
Wasn’t I supposed to MOVE ON as well?
Wasn’t I supposed to UNLOVE you as well?
I don’t harass you, do I?
I just think of you
And if you still consider that being stuck,
Consider Google-ing LOVE!
I guess that was my problem
When he was in a relationship, I was in love
So he could move on and I am still stuck.