dear skype,
it's time we really talked about our relationship.
it's not like i don't appreciate all the times
you let me see my fiance, my family, my friends
and, yes, my cat
and i know that we've met up in lots of fun places:
restaurants, coffeeshops, even that one time
we had breakfast at the house in Romania
but sometimes you bring me to the oddest spots:
do you think that i want to have meaningful conversations
from the middle of a gas station cafe? in serbia?!?
i'm grateful, really, really, i am-
we've hung out more than i thought we would-
it's just that i'm starting to think
that all my loved ones are pixelated
and that they really speak like
thiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIis
(i mean, i already get feedback from my team
on a daily basis, i'd rather not hear it
from friends and family too)
i'll admit, i'm part of the problem.
i'm told that there's better out there, but,
when i only have an hour online,
i always choose you over
troubleshooting google's services
(sometimes i wonder if
you aren't somehow sabotaging
my relationship with better
video chat providers…)
you bring up so many insecurities:
on the surface, i suddenly notice that
i don't have on make-up,
my hair is a little funky,
and i'm wearing the same thing
that I wore the last (five) time(s)
we were together.
underneath, my thoughts jumble
as they fight to reach the surface
of conversations, or,
even worse, they vanish
and i don't have much to say
at all
oh skype,
i'm not ready to leave you,
but, we're on shaky ground
you and i
you're just a glorified phone call
and i'm just a girl
with four-plus months
until i can talk to my
people, in person, again.
after that,
you can pack up your files
and consider yourself
obsolete
