Oh my God, I said “Hello”.
Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh no.
Why did I do this? Suddenly brave?
Don’t turn back now. Please let him wave.
The Swiped journey:
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I have caught a bug and I want it to go away
But bugs like this will stay, make a home, start to play
This bug is still alive, though as am I, thankfully
But tell me is this bug an illness, a virus, or a flea?
I am staring at his profile, as if that will make him type
I am obviously obsessed, but then why did he swipe?
This definitely isn’t healthy, to stare, longingly
But maybe if I stare longer, he’ll start writing to me
App re-installed, there he is again
He’s “swiped right” on me repeatedly. We always match. But then…
The app is telling us to talk yet he never says, “Hello”
I’ve longed for him for years, he’ll probably never know
I created Wispiful assuming each wisp would be positive and bright
I see now though, the last few posts, have been anything but light
These wisps I’ve written, bleak and doubtful, ’tis clear, have been all-consuming
Maybe now, their release from my mind, will allow a brighter… everything
Flaunted posts of travels and life experiences praised
Their unlocked level of freedom is not how I was raised
Fortune only favours those who can afford
We know, not all hands are dealt equal, mine are set here, behind a keyboard
At the mosque today for Ashura, ’tis the first time I shed a tear
I, of course, am always sad, but there tends to be a fear
A fear of being judged, embarrassed about my sorrow
But today I shed a tear, because what I fear more, is tomorrow
Noise all around me, never been more alone
Free will is a dream, I have none of my own
Longing for my childhood, by comparison school was easy
Now the trap is the same, but I see less. of. me.
Stressed with life, stressed at home, stressed at work
It is coming to be more than just a quirk
No. I cannot deny the challenges faced before me
30 days of yoga have I tried, let’s do 30 more and see
Welcome world, to the inside of my mind
No, I do not know, what we will find
An outlet required for my thoughts, let’s go
Stick with me, will you, watch how we’ll grow