Stop Popping Up

Ping… again.

You never quit, do you? (heh…)

Ping… ping… another one — ignore.

You never get it, do you? (never do...)

Why do you have to be annoying?

Why you always gotta message me?

Like I owe you something more —

why can’t you just let me breathe?

Every message hits like static,

buzzing right under my skin.

You talk like we’re still something —

newsflash: we drifted off, it’s history.

I burned that bridge, left the ashes,

you’re just haunting what’s already free.

I don’t owe you words tonight,

I don’t owe you what feels right.

Every time you type my name,

it just replays all your games.

You don’t get to rewrite what’s past —

I said goodbye, it should’ve last.

Stop popping up,

(let it go, let it go…)

Stop messaging me —

(delete… delete…)

Your words mean nothing now, can’t you see?

(stop… stop…)

You say you care, but I don’t know,

it’s just noise now, static tone.

I’m not the girl you used to know —

you lost that right a long time ago.

You keep talking, I’ve moved on —

stop popping up.

(stop… stop…)

Every few weeks, you reappear,

like déjà vu I didn’t ask for here.

You ask questions, I stay still —

it’s not anger, just no thrill.

You lost your space when you walked away,

so why pretend it’s all okay?

I’m not cruel, just clear —

there’s no place for you here.

I’ve learned to mute my soul.

Every “hey” feels rehearsed,

every “how are you” — worse.

You want closure?

I gave it in silence first.

I’m done being polite,

I’m done with your rewrite.

You don’t get to stir the calm I found —

my peace don’t need your sound.

Stop popping up,

(let it go, let it go…)

Stop messaging me —

(delete… delete…)

Your words mean nothing now, can’t you see?

(stop… stop…)

You say you care, but I don’t know,

it’s just noise now, static tone.

I’m not the girl you used to know —

you lost that right a long time ago.

You keep talking, I’ve moved on —

stop popping up.

(stop… stop…)

I don’t hate you, I don’t miss,

I just don’t want any part of this.

You had your time, it disappeared —

now every “hey” just feels weird.

So let the silence stay —

it’s better that way.

(better that way…)

Stop popping up,

(please… stop…)

I’ve got nothing left to say to you.

You keep chasing what’s not there,

I don’t care what you wanna do.

You had your chance, now go away —

I’m not coming back, not today.

(not ever…)

Stop popping up,

(stop… stop…)

The past is gone, it’s locked and done —

you’re not the ghost I run from.

Ping…

We’re not friends like we were before.

You keep typing — I close the door.

Silence…

(That’s better…)