Modern-day love *lust* is a shit show come true.
If there is the slightest thing that gives me an ick about you,
the next one is already in the queue.
Of course, I’ll be liking every text you send.
I’ll be stalking you on Insta, TikTok, Google, and even Snapchat.
Don‘t we just love love bombing, my love?
I certainly don’t.
But I also can’t tell you what I want.
I‘m getting bored.
My life has become too peaceful.
Now I’m swiping left, swiping right.
I’m cringing at the sight
of your uninspired bio.
Your texts were so low,
I left the chat,
deleted the messages,
blocked your ass everywhere,
changed my number,
uninstalled the apps,
switched continents,
I had to go.
You texted me all the things I never asked for,
never wanted to know.
Meanwhile, I‘m sending cute messages like:
„Stop asking about the weather
Ask me about whatever –
But who cares about the weather?
I’d rather see you in my favorite sweater.
But if the sweater doesn’t fit,
I’ll find somebody better.“
Now I‘m having troubling thoughts at night
Cause even if you are a catch,
how do I know that our demons match?
Please, don’t get too attached.
Even my therapist says that I’m a mess,
because I’ll never be able to confess,
my feelings to the one I actually love.
In person, I’m kind of reserved,
I’m as shy as a dove.
Baby, believe me –
All I want, is someone to hold.
But I’ll get distant and cold,
if you get too close.
Let’s just see how it goes.
Let’s just take a step back.
I can’t help it, I’m a wreck.
Oh, you wanna know about the other person?
Don‘t worry darling –
We‘ve only been seeing each other occasionally, casually.
It‘s just been what…a couple of months – a year maybe?
Just to make it clear, it‘s nothing serious,
Nothing more than a situationship.
Ironic, how I always blame the other person,
when it’s actually me who is not ready for a real adult relationship.
I know, modern-day dating is less of a scam than anything we had before,
But how did we get to the stage of being so afraid of commitment,
So scared to be hurt,
So terrified of emotions,
that we live our lives on constant alert.
Modern-day love is a shit show come true.
It’s been less than a day that we’ve been through,
But the next one is already replacing you.
You don’t care about me,
and honey, you must be delulu
if you actually assumed I ever liked you.
© Elena Natroshvili
IG: 16minutepoetry
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