Ghosted love

In the tangled web of screens aglow, Messages flicker, a delicate flow, WhatsApp whispers beneath the night’s dome, Facebook Messenger seeks a refuge, a home. Seven months drift like clouds in the sky, Memories linger, with time passing by, You reached through the pixels, with laughter and cheer, Yet shadows of secrets brushed close, drawing near. Discord’s calls mixed with joy and with jest, We spoke of the mundane, the trivial—just rest, Friendships regained amidst silences vast, A sanctuary built, from embers of past. Yet the clock's hands spun, and the truth took its toll, A heartbeat away from an unguarded soul, Her name like a barrier, a bridge turned to stone, A blockade on the channel we had called our own. Blocked like a ghost who never could be, In a world stitched with longing, we drifted, you see, For what was our bond, but laughter and light? Misunderstood echoes now lost to the night. So here, in the silence, I ponder the fate, Of friendships unthreaded by love's heavy weight, And though we’re erased from each other’s view, In the labyrinth of memory, I still think of you. Inspired by long distance relationships.