(Be not scared of my ways I simply write about anything)
You left me "seen" I just don't want to force things But there's something amiss Your kiss And I wait incessantly for it The honeypot came close to my lips and finally I have nothing "I could get used to this" I was expecting, I know your love but ah! I needed to be told! Where is love? When you need it When you are waiting with your palms open wide and nothing falls this time from the sky I know - it's with us So answer, answer, answer now Let me, let me know I love you, love you so I was waiting for your love, but ah, you left me seen.
(And I know this is nothing I know it with my heart but this is a worldwide feeling in times like ours. It's not so painful, not such a big thing, just a little pimple, an itch!)
A poem about being left "seen" on Whatsapp/Telegram/messaging app of choice.