The day we met, my world folded in on itself,
Jasmine wilting in my hair, petals falling like warnings.
You held me like a lifeline, but the ground still opened,
Swallowing me whole before I could learn your name.
Now I want you gone, not just from my skin,
But from the archive of my grief,
Erased from the map of my heart, its borders sealed.
Banned and blocked from all social media.