In this Instagram world,
my dear,
find the right filter to place on our fractured love.
Will it be Hefe or Mayfair?
Amaro or Lo-Fi?
Endeavor to color us with the sheen of the dreamlike and the sepia and
take away the cracked veneer of a love that’s no longer
a love at all, but a battle, such a battle.
And when you do,
I will like it into infinity, I will double tap until my fingers bleed,
I will hashtag it #beautiful and #nogreaterlove,
and I will smile because I am looking at this rendering of a true love,
the kind of love you and me abandoned long before lives
were posted on small screens in passing vignettes.