When you log in to Facebook
You learn your brother had his wisdom teeth out
Your other brother has a shoulder injury
You learn your mother picked out a wedding dress without including her children
You learn all the things no one could be bothered to tell you
A treasure trove of the life you’re missing
Not a part of
An observer
Is a place I go to stare at people I don’t know having a far better time than me
I go to check on the one I love and look at him and try not to cry and remember when scrolling through his account was like
This is just the beginning
Soon I’ll be able to tell him everytime I see him how I feel
No
Twitter is where I go to pretend I have friends
Twitter is where I go to pretend any of these famous people give a flying fuck about me
All the while sitting here
No call
No messages
No updates no
Do you want to come over and keep your injured siblings company?
Just go!
You might say
But my mother always taught me I wasn’t welcome until I was invited
And I’m not
I’m not invited to the life they live without me
I’m not invited to life
They say
If you love someone then let them go
Bye-bye
Tash Lindsay Mum Hilary Mom Trystan Colwyn Devon Meghan Wade Kevin Sasha Sophia Amber Mike Matt
They don’t come back
Sometimes they come along and say
We should meet up!
What they mean is
I’m bored with my box right now, but there’s no way we’re meeting up
Goodbye
And the life I lead
Is alone
I wake up
I feed and water my fluffy piggy friends
I go to school/work
I go home
Minimal interaction with classmates
Customers aren’t people
Coworkers are coworkers
And then I go home
And I do so alone
No one calls on the phone
No one
No one messages me
The last message I received is dated March 2
Before that February 28
26
25
24
19
18
13
12
January 29
27
22
15
December 25
Do you want to know that I adopted animals to save my life
Selfish
Did you want to know how much I want to die but I will never abandon them
Do you want to know that every day I live
Watching other humans interacting
Friends
Family
Phones
They often travel in packs
Or I see them fervently typing messages to those who aren’t present
I wish I could do that too
If only when I’d come and said
Joshua Ramsay you are the only person I have left
If he’d believed me
Joshua you’re all I have left and I never had you to begin with
I have nothing
I am nothing
When you let what you love go
It runs away
And never returns.
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