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.