My heart, a vessel fraught with pain,
Desires options to ease its strain.
‘Delete,’ ‘Block,’ and ‘Erase,’ it yearns,
To purge the memories that burn.
Like a crimson flame, thy words did dance,
Scorching my spirit with cruel trance.
Now, I seek solace in the void,
Where echoes of our love are destroyed.
The scars you left shall forever sting,
A testament to the pain you bring.
But with these options, I shall find,
A path to heal, and leave behind
The haunting specters of our past,
And forge a future that will last.