Marigold

It's been a long time since we talked.

I no longer know how to feel.

I constantly wonder who I am to you.

Scrolling through you socials has become somewhat of a hobby for me.

It is stalking,

I don't know.

I keep on looking at our texts. I scroll and scroll and until I reach the end of the thread. Where the last message lays.

"Goodbye"

Maybe are together in another life, with the marigold flowers blooming around us.