I just had a flashback
A part of me wishes it was deja-vu
Here I was trying to flirt with a part of you
Something about you pulled me back…
was it that kiss you gave me? or the silly nick names we made
was it how we made love and I called your name?
How could it be easy for you to say that ‘L’ word to someone who doesn’t even look like me?
Was i that easy to forget?
Am i worthy of finding someone else the way you did?
Or will I spend another couple mins refreshing this page to check if you commented on this poem?
Will i always wake to check my mentions if you thought of me lastnight?
Will i forever check your time line for a subtweet?
While you say the ‘L’ word to your future…
will i still be here having flashbacks of your past?