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Delete:
Sometimes the hardest thing to do,
Is to say ‘goodbye’ and delete you.
When the phone rings, I run
Even though I know we’re done
I can’t put this off any longer,
If I do, it’ll only be harder.
Here goes…
Your Myspace: “are you sure you want to delete this person?”
I know if I don’t, the pain will only worsen.
All your text: “are you sure you want to delete all text?”
If I keep them, I’ll only be more vexed.
Your number: “are you sure you want to delete this contact?”
But if I keep it, how will I react?
There now; I’m almost done, and you’re almost gone.
So I’ll be over you before the next dawn.
So you’ve been deleted, all but one thing,
Only a picture of you still remains.
“are you sure you want to delete him?”
I wait for so long that the screen goes dim.
I click “cancel”, maybe this way is kinder.
And maybe I’ll keep just this one reminder.
Sometimes the hardest thing to do,
Is to say ‘goodbye’ and delete you.
When the phone rings, I run
Even though I know we’re done
I can’t put this off any longer,
If I do, it’ll only be harder.
Here goes…
Your Myspace: “are you sure you want to delete this person?”
I know if I don’t, the pain will only worsen.
All your text: “are you sure you want to delete all text?”
If I keep them, I’ll only be more vexed.
Your number: “are you sure you want to delete this contact?”
But if I keep it, how will I react?
There now; I’m almost done, and you’re almost gone.
So I’ll be over you before the next dawn.
So you’ve been deleted, all but one thing,
Only a picture of you still remains.
“are you sure you want to delete him?”
I wait for so long that the screen goes dim.
I click “cancel”, maybe this way is kinder.
And maybe I’ll keep just this one reminder.