Labyrinth

painting by Vincent Giarrano

I want to move on. God knows, I really do. 

But here's the catch- I'm fucking addicted to technology. 

And it's sad because inevitably, I end up seeing him everywhere

Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat- you name it.

Why do we do this to ourselves?

The moment we meet someone, requests start flying everywhere-

Hey, let's be friends on Facebook, followers on Instagram, 

Lovers on WhatsApp

And then when it all ends,

Let's haunt each other every fucking where.

What happened to them old way
Where you changed numbers and never saw each other again?

It's so hard to distract yourself when his fucking smiling face is staring back at you through the computer screen

Him posting pictures with his friends
Showing how happy he is without you

It could be pretence, or it could be real

Who knows?

It hurts you anyway.

You sit there, staring at the picture with disbelief 

Asking yourself,

Is he the same person who used to worry about your sleeping habits?

He doesn't even care if you sleep or not anymore.

It exhausts you, this endless labyrinth of technology.

You seek closure, but you end up seeing their pictures with another person instead

And then countless hours of stalking follow-

Don't even get me started on the rage of emotions that flow inside your head after that.

Ugh.

We need to stop doing this to ourselves

It's pointless. It won't change anything.

Stop wearing yourself down for the things that are not in your control

Go out, channelise your energy into better things.

Things that you love,

And that love you back in return.

Get off your phone. Shut that damn laptop.

Go live your life.