The Computer

it’s my addiction
im not addicted to the computer it self
but what it stands for
what it means to me
a connection
to people who talk to me
who understand me

a link
to the guy who looked twice
who is my friend
didn’t care how fat and ugly i was
he cared about the big loving and caring heart i have
who stole that heart away
who holds that in his hand
he could crush it at any moment
but yet he chooses to
continue in building our relationship until it’s unbreakable

poem by Mrs. Cynosure
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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