Writing Wednesday 01

a grudge I can’t let go of

7 years / seven years
gone to a
South American
whose name I continue to forget.

toxic.
a different kind of
Internet Predator ™
whether he knew / intended / wanted
the title (or not).

I WAS SO SAD & HE GAVE
ME
ATTENTION
until I lived off
the words on the screen
from him ~~~~

and became even sadder
as my existence and
happiness
relied on HIM