i wonder sometimes,
as i'm typing out message number five,
a paragraph pleading for an answer,
i wonder if they actually care
i wonder if i didn't text first,
would they try to reach out?
would they remember the girl,
the one they call their best friend?
i sit here for hours,
waiting for a response that'll never come
wondering if i actually matter to them
words of anger and betrayal, forgotten the second i get a message
i feel remembered again the second i see them typing
but it's just another, "i'm srry"
then they disappear again
its over
i tell myself over and over,
it's not worth it, leave them for a few days
see if they still care,
when you aren't the one texting first
it never works, i can only wait so long
i type out yet another begging text
my brain worried now
hoping they are okay
desperate measures
overthinking and over-texting
"i'm busy" and "can't talk"
but when we have a real conversation, they say they loved it
these days i think are so strange
the most engaged conversations are through a screen
i can't say too much before my texts get screenshotted
and sent to three different group chats that i'm not in
"gn" and "ttyl"
is it too much to spell out "goodnight"?
i sit there wondering, hoping they aren't mad
"are you mad?" i send, my fingers tapping, tapping, tapping
no answer for hours.
it's almost like everyone waits until they know i won't respond,
do they like being left on delivered for hours and hours?
i don't think i could handle leaving someone on read
i stay up until i know they are asleep
but they respond at one in the morning
i can't do this anymore
"please, please please…"
i still sit here every night
wondering if they would still care
if i wasn't the one
texting first
Comments
my friend saw this during class and she started screaming about how it was so relatable. Really good job!
omg, thank you!!! this is the compliment every writer wants to receive.
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