I get accused all the time
And the accuser knows it not
I am man, and men are greedy
Disrespectful and abusive
Power hungry and inappropriate
All of my shortcomings are in the open
And none of my strengths
Our nature is to seek,
Our nature is to procure,
Yet we’re told we can’t anymore
That our time is over.
We let our unchecked drive become excessive
Now our time is over, a new abuser is in town
Do you still look me up?
Do you still look me up?
I do when I think no one else is watching.
We each went our separate ways,
Agreeing to cut all ties
of our forbidden love.
I still share publicly,
Hoping you still look me up
A lot of my thoughts are for you
Do you still look me up?
Away from disapproving eyes.
Do you bear not to know?
What is becoming of your love?
Do you bear to know?
Knowing we can’t be together anymore.
Unfollow
I have unfollowed you,
But still follow you with my thoughts.
Your strong unapologetic femininity
Was turning me into a beggar of fantasies.
Your posts were urging me to become
All instinct and drive.
All smell and touch.
All pleasure and desire.
I couldn’t stand my reason being stolen away
by your sensual pictures
and taunting witty comments
I have unfollowed you
But still follow you in my thoughts.
I remain unseen
I dreamt you answered my message
And as soon I got up, I checked my phone to see if it was true.
Disappointed I rest my head on my pillow,
Looking at the dark ceiling asking myself why?
You said you were interested
But my messages remain unseen.
I dreamt an apology from an unfortunate circumstance
That the network’s algorithms had hidden it from you
But when I wake up, my hopes remain unseen.
I remain unseen.
Happy birthday to the best night I’ve had
Happy birthday to the best night I’ve had.
We met and I fell in love with the moment. I can still feel your body against mine, your lips as I kissed them
My tongue and hands, went through almost every inch of your skin, tasting your vanilla perfume and cream.
Your hazel eyes, glistening by the moon light, the windows damp with passion.
Every year, when the social network reminds me of your birthday,
It reminds me of the moments we shared,
From which we walked away in different directions.
I can see your life on the through the network since then, the love you now share.
And any inklings of jealousy go away
For when I remember you in my arms then,
You will always be mine then.
No one else will have it,
That moment is mine.
No one else will love it.
Just you and I.
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