The ghost of him haunts my feed
I click and sigh
I lose control
A voyeur in my own demise
Each post a razor-sharp pin
Piercing my heart
Reopening old wounds within
Shirtless smiles and beachy sheen
His tanned skin gleaming 'neath a foreign sun
And his laughter echoes in a pixelated light
A caption taunts, "Living my best,"
While I'm still here, drowning in what's been
A love once vibrant, now a memory

Why can't I break free from this endless daze?
Jealousy and pain consume my every thought
Trapping me in this cycle
Unable to be brought
Oh, how I wish to let you go
To move on
To heal and find solace
To start anew and be strong
But alas, your online presence holds me tight
A prison of my own making, day and night

He paints a world where I'm the missing spark
His life a movie, mine a faded scene
His likes and comments, mocking butterflies
A cruel reminder of what might have been
But silence screams from his perfect squares
No apologies, no whispered cares
Just filtered sunsets and staged delight
While I'm left here
Lost in the night

But then, anger flares
A spark, a mischievous delight
To break this spell
Set my spirit free
To slay the dragon of my endless sorrow
So I build a monster in his guise
Pink hair, a horn, a glittered prize
His flaws exposed
His secrets planned
A twisted mirror, reflecting sand
Let the world see him as I do now
A clownish king with a hollow bow

His perfect image, now a twisted jest
The comments bloom, a digital war born
And for the first...