I stare at my phone with burning eyes

Your haunting text in all its glory stares back at me with an impish smile

You’re mocking me without lifting a finger

It hasn’t been a month or a year, but a week

The wound is still fresh, in desperate need of stitches

Or rather, attention

The painful words ring deep in my soul

_We shouldn’t see each other anymore_

_I don’t see us as long-term_

It’s like the moon you once hung for me

Turns blood red

My world’s painted a crimson hue

Where my anger rests is in the color red

So does my love

My passion

For you

It continues to stir the farther we stray from each other

You’re worse than any substance mankind has to offer

You’re a man, unkind

I hear the chorus, my friends and family alike

They sing

“Girl, don’t do it”

Thumbs hover over the keyboard, joined by stray tears 

I can’t do it

Though I want to scream at you

All caps isn’t enough

I need a fucking megaphone, a soapbox, and an audience

To let everyone know what you did to me

To let everyone know why the hell everything around me is red

Red

Left on read

I left you on delivered

So I can resist the temptation

That is you