In this technological age, we have the power to delete people; to commit digital/emotional murder on those we once favored but now have lost faith in. It’s a motivated act to show the other person that you are making an actual effort to remove them from your life, because they mean nothing to you anymore. You show them this. You want to. Make them see how they don’t fit.
We delete the memories of conversations that we used to love; sentiments that used to excite us, reminders of former friends, our human interactions. Because we can now.
As hopefuls, we clean out our lists because it’s easier than coexisting with anything less than what we think is perfect. We part with the imperfect people. You need to grow, at the expense of someone else, the person on the other end.
I don’t want to try anymore. You were special but now you’re not. You’re not part of the club. I’m aware that this isn’t working, at least for me. Could we move this along?
You can’t choose who you love, but you certainly can pick those that you hate. So there’s that.
It comes suddenly, a shock and then an afterthought. Did we even really know each other?
With a couple of clicks, you say, “I don’t want you anymore.”
You no longer exist.
delete me already.