That poem you shared the other day
On your blog
Did you have me in mind when you hit *publish*
Tell me, is it true? I’m not trying to fish.
The Tweet you RTed at 9 o’clock last night.
About your hand in mine
Entwined like two beautiful trees trying to stay apart but failing
Should I have taken that as a sign?
You said, “I make you happy”
Or is just the comments that followed
Or the publicity
On Facebook you said you loved me truly
I was feeling ‘fly’
Until that girl from next door said
Sometime about my mismatched hair-tie
On Snapchat you send me selfies
Of you and everyone around
From when you left home for work
To until you were in your night gown
But amidst all the social networks
I really wonder why?
Love needs to find expression in words and emoticons
When all it really takes is for you
to stand beside me and look me in the eye.