Phone Screen
"Send nudes." is how they start a conversation
As if that's the perfectly tenacious foundation
To build up our relation-
ship on.
They don't know how to as out
Plan out
or go out
On a date,
They're stuck behind phone screens
Phone screens
Makes me was to scream
Grow a pair!
Oh I'm sorry if that's too racy,
I'm caught up in a snap convo
and I'm getting a little hazy...
I have to replay
replay
replay their last snap
saying that I accidentally tap
tap
tapped on accident the screen.
My phone screen.
When what I want to ask is "what were we talking about again?"
or
"maybe we should just be friends"
Because I don't want to offend
by you and your guys,
your boys,
who tell you to talk to me like boys.
to walk over me like boys
to compliment me like boys,
keep us hushed like boys because
well,
we don't want to upset your last girl
sitting right over there,
that seems fair.
For her to not have to see you with me
because you forgot to tell her you were with me...
You just thought she'd figure it out by reading your last text off her phone screen.
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