Dear Tinder Boy
Dear Tinder Boy,
My heart flutters
I see you my screen, and I start to mutter
This won’t last, this is something quick and fun
But then we talk, and you make my heart go numb
You promise to see me time and time again
You have me wrapped around your finger; it might not ever end
In a drunken rage, I let my feelings fly
But then you said why even try
I’m so tired of these games we play
First, we were cool talk every day
Next, you say the distance, can’t make us the same
Then, I may see you, and you try to slide
Your plans fall through, and you go back and hide
It’s 3 am, we’re up taking pics
Its 7 am, regrets hit
You text me every day even though we’re supposed to be friends
I stop the communication because it has to end
I miss you,
Tinder Girl
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