The first time you sent me a text saying,
"I love you"
I set it as my background.
But it's funny how our 'love',
Is now in the background.

I imagine you in your room
crying, pacing, angrily talking to whoever will listen

It's hard, I understand that
But that doesn't change the way I feel

I love you

I think those are the only words I haven't said today
And may never get the chance to again

We're both mad, yet neither one us try to fix it
So much animosity in one word on the screen:

okay.

please don't go, I need you
But the message doesn't get there in time

You hold the power button
Slide your finger across the bar on the top of the screen
And it ends.

One year, seven weeks, three days
And it's all gone in ten seconds

In the darkness on the edge of my bed
your name lights up my phone

Eight months later and I still can't breathe when i see it
I want this to be us starting over

but it is just a text and you hurt me before,
in the darkness your name lights but my face
my heart, everything again

8 months of getting over you is gone
your name lit up my phone and i am yours again...
before i even open the message

What is that?
It holds the most wondrous words known to man.
Text lay carefully inside it, painting pictures for your mind.
What is that?
It opens and closes like a door.
It smells of old basements.
It is fragile, can easily be torn.
It lay anywhere you place it, it stays there.
What’s inside can be so meaningful, or mean nothing at all.
What is this fragile thing that holds the language of man?
It is book,
The best example of living and non-living.
The book itself cannot move, but the text inside can move you.
It is a book, I said.
The best way to look through other eyes.

Text sent 2:48 am:
   i tried to find ur old messages

Text sent 2:49 am:
   it's been years

Text sent 2:51 am:
   do u rmbr me

Text sent 2:54 am:
   us?

Text sent 2:59 am:
   i think the phone forgot

Text sent 3:00 am:
   when i looked back it was all long gone




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   Delete/Cancel

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Haven't felt it in a while
That tearing inside and out
The feeling of an impaled heart
The breath coming to a halt
As your name and message
Flashed across the screen

you meet new people and they'll say sweet things and at first it will sting everytime they compliment you because those words weren't meant for them but as time goes along the weight in your stomach will turn into a helium balloon, floating to the top everytime they text you goodmorning and things will be going great and you won't even remember his name until one day they don't answer your messages and they post pictures with people that aren't you and the balloon will deflate and your lungs will too and you'll wonder if your mouth is full of scissors or your hands have razor blade calluses because what could be so bad about you that no one can afford to stay

the scars fade and you delete the messages, you forget what their eyes look like and what their jackets smelled of and nothing is the same but everything wants to be

The two met a few years ago
He was eager for her attention and she was eager for his
A couple of days went by, the two went out on a movie date
Little that she know, his sweetheart was sitting next to them in the movie theater
As they were watching a movie, she gripped on to Jose so tightly as a horrific scene was displayed on the screen
His sweetheart grew jealous and held his hand when she was not looking
When the movie was over, everyone went home
As the two changed and lied down for bed, an incoming text buzzed off on his phone....
It was the sweetheart!!
The text read; "Hey baby, I miss u."
He replied; "I miss u 2"
She was disappointed and wanted nothing to do with Jose no more.