A pop-up notification,
I see that you’re still there.
Should I even block you?
Do you really think I care?
We shared a moment in time,
Yet that was so long ago.
I’ve moved on from the darkness—
Are you surprised it didn’t grow?
Life is always changing,
But in yours, time just stands still.
Would I even recognize you?
It’s a swallowed, bitter pill.
The age of social media
Is no longer top of my list.
I spend less time comparing
To what I’ve done or missed.
I wish you well for the future
It’s all water under the bridge.
Or, to be quite frank, my darling,
You’re a rotten apple in the fridge.
For my life is now my focus;
I no longer hide in darkened days.
I advise you to let go now,
Or you’ll forever be stuck in your ways.
