flat line

There you were, online. And as I expected, you said 'hi'.

You asked how I was doing. And I said 'congratulations on your new *dream* job'

You asked how I knew. And I said I am a psychic now.

You really want to know? Because you text me.

You have the guts to text me, and say 'hi' when you're online.

I know something good happened to you. I just knew.

I know you'd be someone successful. You just don't believe in yourself.

That's why I left.

you, you don't believe in dreams.

And I, I live to make my dreams real.

There you go. A flat line.

A period.