offline
being
unfriended, muted, blocked
unloved, avoided, ignored
unanswered, erased, deleted
it feels like a cool breeze on a hot summer-day
compared to that devastating hurricane
that hits you on a dull, normal, evening
after typing that IM
composing that e-mail
answering that last Whats-App
staring at that profile picture in Skype
hovering the cursor over that one name
which you still see in all your lists and
of which you know
will never appear as online again
(March – 2016)
featured image taken at Frisland
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I never have with my friend…I can’t and often think about it <3 *hugs the Dutchess*
Hugs you back. K’ess! (though I noticed the first word of my attempt of a poem got lost in copy-pasting, so I fixed that and hopefully it is more clear now!)
Hugs sweet Cait. Just hugs.
Thanks Kerena, all is fine, no worries! :)
Great poem!
Thank you so much Huck, coming from you that is a huge compliment!
You captured the emotions when a virtual friendship dies so well….