Text life by Ian Price

 One hundred texts you flirted to my phone

 You made me feel I was no longer alone

 I text back my dreams and my fantasies

You told me the thing you would do with me

 But when we met up for the second time

 I knew you were no longer mine

You spoke with silence and I saw in your eyes

 That the texts you sent were poisoned lies

 Now I stare at your number on my phone

 If I delete it I would be so alone