I stalked your social media - I stalked your Insta, Facebook.
I looked for you on Twitter but I don’t think you’re on there.

You didn’t post that much, but still I stalked you day and night.
Until you blocked me everywhere after a few drunk calls and texts.

I found you on Tinder. You didn’t match me back.
Oh well, I am sure, you simply haven’t seen me…

Please make a YouTube channel, it’d make my life way easier!
I’d watch your vlogs, it’d feel like you are with me.

I think it'll help with my addiction!
Oh actually… It’ll only make it worse...

But still, please make a YouTube channel!
I’d love to know what are you up to.

Where do you live?
Where do you like to go to for food?

You know, how life creates coincidences…
It might become my favourite place to eat from now too.

Keep swiping baby,
All of them.
Keep swiping
Through the ones
You want to have.

Keep swiping baby,
Like you've got no time left.
Keep swiping,
Please
Just like I have.

And when you see my picture
On that app.

You will swipe right.
But I've swiped left.

I had a haircut, I read it cuts off feelings.
I forced myself to smile, my mama said it heals it.

I met some people who I’ve never ever met ,
My friends ensured me it has to help.

I started drinking stronger liquor,
Tequila was the best, it worked the quickest.

Some time has passed, I thought I am feeling better,
I have moved on and I became independent.

My under eyes stopped needing so much make-up,
And I thought to myself: f*ck, yes! I made it.

Until a day that I received a text:
“New haircut looks great, I need you back.”

A very long one minute later I replied:
“I’ve never left.”