#unfriend
first:
Memories of my funny friend linger like a faded folded photograph
browned, bent, and battered by time and time zones abounding
but even that origami polaroid doesn't exist
cause my friend says it's probably haram to take pics
then:
I re-live it
as if you moved away just yesterday
but I gotta admit
your heart moved away yesteryear
or 2 or 3.
deserted me here
with not even a single stinkin' crumpled picture of our rumpled relationship
capsized and cannibalized by re-repeatedly over-granting over here,
and you over there re-repeatedly over-taking
taking me for granted
next:
How much of me have you forgotten...?
ever since you moved across the nation,
with no notion nor appreciation
for the fact that unlike the Nile
communication ought to flow both ways
now:
But I still miss our tangential exchanges
I'm nostalgic for former years, dancing wild
your ad hoc turbans and button nose
So I open up the app
and I ransack
google photos:
seasons and ages of pictures, snaps,
But there are no pictures of you in here
Just like in my life, I can't find you nowhere.
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 3:17 AM UTC
Kicked out
Undone
Undid it again
You used to be my
Kin
My friend
But now look at what you did
You threw out all the
Faith
Said, "Find a new place."
So Yes, you want space
I will find my place
But you,
My now unfriend
Your shrill ways to get your fill
Will never mend
Never heal
Make you better
Safer
Smarter
Your shrill will be
Our end
I ain't mad
Your new shoes mood
Left me
Dishonored & bruised
To OUT on the street
Car comfy I'll sleep
While you act like
I've peaked
Enjoy your IN-crowd vibe
Look alive
I choose to
Rise
Thrive
Love derived
Because my unfriend
This will I got does not bend.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 1:03 PM UTC
you once resembled a warm summer day
a vibrant ray emitting all colors from the spectrum
but summers end and are replaced by storms
once the rose figures it's a rose
it learns to grow thorns
so elegant in image and in words
treading the waters gently and light
but your ripples unfurl quite massive
pushing away your former life
how can something be
so beautiful yet so destructive
why idolize a cliched society
that merely pressured you to blossom
when you've had the best around you
simple yet so wholesome
those who helped you bloom
you took for granted too
when you are ready to float along
please let us go
without resentment nor condition
and when you find yourself once again
you can still come home
but for now, this is the end
the death of a good friend
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 4:19 AM UTC
She decided to cut all those things that made her sad.
That boy with the beautiful face who made her happy.
She said goodbye to him.
That friend with the amazing smile who made her happy.
She said goodbye to her.
That person who she taught can love her as she is.
She deleted his number.
That woman who was always asking for her.
She unfriend her on Facebook.
She started to hate the ties.
Forced not be be herself.
She found the courage to cut the leash
Now she's lonely, but breaths better again.
Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 1:32 PM UTC
You’ll never realize that you need me unless you really do.
You’ll never know how I value you and all of what we do, until you ask me.
You’ll never find someone who’ll treat you like I do.
You’ll never treat that someone like you do to me.
But I’ll be waiting for your come back and I will be prepared.
Just try not to suffer so much while avoiding me. Okay?
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
This is more than “block” or “hide posts.” No, this is permanent, this is calling it Quits, this is “we cannot be civil towards each other after all, we cannot bear to even potentially see each other on our newsfeeds.” Unfriend. We are not Friends. We are Over. Unfriend means “out of sight, out of mind.” Is it a feeling of relief at the finality of something that wasn’t working, or a sinking feeling that yet another relationship has gone down the tubes? Probably a sick combination of both – unfriend means you’ve both finally called a ***** a ***** Given Up. “…I am done trying to be friends with you,” written in the Final message. Is anything really Final? It’s hard to know. Human relationships are messy. We try to cut people off when they hurt us. Unfollow on tumblr, block phone numbers, delete them on skype, unfollow on twitter, but sometimes we run back to each other when we cool off, despite ourselves, we think, no, it can’t be The End, it can’t be Unfriend, we had things in common, we had something, surely it can’t be Over. Can't we try again? But “Every new beginning come from some other beginnings end” as a song goes, and some endings are necessary. What we don’t want to admit to ourselves is that not everyone is a Good or healthy person, no matter how many chances you give them. And maybe some relationships are doomed from the start, maybe it really was your fault and you are just “incredibly selfish,” maybe it was their fault, it was probably everyone’s fault somehow or another in the end. There is a drop down option on facebook called Unfriend and when it’s finally utilized, no one really feels good about it. All it means is that it’s time to move on, once again. Find someone new. There are other fish in the sea.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC