If you wanted
my attention,
you could have asked me
what I’m reading.
You could have told me
about the dog
you rescued.
Sent me
the sunset
you couldn’t stop staring at.
Made me laugh
until coffee
came out my nose.
Instead,
you chose
the one photograph
that has probably been ignored
more often
than your personality.
You had
a thousand ways
to introduce yourself.
You picked
the least memorable one.
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