I wanted to tell you something, I thought about writing a letter,
But I know you think I’m boring,
So I thought a poem might be better.
Believe it or not, I haven’t written someone a poem before,
Limirick, haiku, couplet or sonnet,
Never – especially not for someone I now deplore,
Before it turned sour, do you remember when we first spoke?
As I watched those three dots flicker,
Overwhelmed with anticipation and hope,
You wooed me with your witty humour and mysterious ways,
As I dreamed of our first meeting,
I prayed that I was not just another phase.
With every iPhone notification, my heart was aflutter,
But too soon it was shattered,
With those next words you did utter.
“Add me on WhatsApp. Show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”
I thought you were different,
With disgust and horror, I riposte an impolite decline.
And that’s when you told me I was mundane,
A lust once was now a cinder,
That was that, you unmatched me on Tinder.
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