Hot Pizza

My phone chirps cheerfully when you text me
It’s my favourite sound
in the whole world
My iPhone tells me it's called Circles
Maybe technology is the new god
because it feels like
we have come full circle

You said you’d convince me
that you love me
after dumping me twice
But instead my phone screen remains empty
and I sit alone in bed
wearing your oversized sweater
while you stretch out my oversized emotions
the way an Italian chef stretches pizza dough
I feel like a goopy mess
I feel like I'm baking in Hell
If I'm going to be a hot mess,
it better be good

Ding