Fuck You
What would I even say to you right now?
Probably,
fuck you.
That’d feel good.
The middle finger has a sudden urge to become erect.
It'd pair perfectly with the words.
That’d feel good too,
but I’ll probably just walk away.
Probably.
So many times
I hoped that you would walk in,
and now that you are here
I just want to say,
Fuck You.
I remember
when I made a new Hinge account,
just to tell you that.
I thought that I’d grown since then.
Guess not.
-C.H.