The girl from Moscow
wants to hear, my
voice.
She is in love already,
with another,
but
is so beautiful,
do I really have, a
choice?
I call her,
using the international
connection line,
called Facebook.
I can hear her
but
she cannot hear
me.
I enable video,
and wave, but
she covers her
face, with her
hand.
Am I being mislead,
biting at the transcontinental line,
or
as they say,
cat-fished?

you were unstoppable
you were addicted
not addicted to me
but addicted to lying to me

you lied about your gender,
your story,
your background,
and most importantly
you lied about your feelings

i woke up one day
just to realize
how every single word
you have ever said
was never true

you didn't mean what you said
and i knew it
i felt it
but you kept denying it
you kept saying you were telling the truth

do you even know what the truth is?

i doubt that

i doubt that you are unhappy
i doubt that you are lost
i doubt that you are lonely
i doubt that you are insecure

now i understand
i was just a game
that you kept winning

and now i am the game
you will always lose