Ghost in the Notifications

A Poem About Letting Go of What Was Never Meant to stay

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Finally—he unblocked me.

How foolish it seems,

This game of silence and sudden screens.

A childish play, a tug of pride,

Yet somehow… I can’t say I smiled inside.

Strange—

I almost wish he'd block me again.

There was comfort in that distant pain.

I missed him, yes, in stolen thought,

But not enough to want what we once sought.

I never longed for a return.

The bridges are ash, the ties all burned.

I dug a grave with steady hands,

And buried the love in that forsaken land.

Now what remains?

Not the warmth, not the fire—

Only memories

And a flicker of expired desire.