A Confidante

I did not know you not really.Yet somehow,
I told you my inner secrets of the haunting kind and embarrassing too. Makes my toes curl and a little sick on the inside at times. I am not even sure why I do not trust a single soul, but it lays in my history I think more like a battle with hope and honesty that sort of thing. I contemplate about our conversations of the texting sort technology is such a wonderful thing.
 
  
You do not even have to be there it is just buttons and letters and a ping. I think though it gives you a sense of confidence like it is make believe. And I concluded that I prefer a stranger as my only friend a confidante behind an iPhone screen says a lot about me. I may have stripped myself bare, but I did not lay there in the flesh in a lover's tryst or even try to slip my fingers on a button on your chest to undress your body even metaphorically.


 It is simple as l do not have to put my faith there only words that evaporate in the atmosphere and texts that disappear with removing the contacts details. I do not have to lose because I did not play to win. I have done that before do not get me wrong, but l ended up losing everything and I just cannot go through that anymore, it is to much pain for nothing at all. Just memories of an old friend you do not talk to anymore. It feels like something that was not truly there at all. You do what you have to I think to survive and yes, I know it is not real life. It’s just my confidante.