"your memories will be deleted
in a few days time,
act now before it's too late."
and I hesitate,
the remnants of my cellphone
app relationship,
all those sweet messages I
never received,
they call out to me
before
I delete
the thoughts, what am
I thinking, that the dream could be
mine?
even now I stand back,
and stare at the ceiling,
filled up with self-doubt
"Re: Between,
Will anyone ever
stop caring what other's think,
stop saying 'you're pretty good
at chopsticks for a white girl',
and stop feeling ashamed
of loving me?"
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