Don't bluff.

I don't know why
I suddenly feel like telling you
"Don't pretend.
I know you stalk my blog, too."

But, of course, I won't.
I promised silence, and besides
I don't know that you do.

It just feels unfair somehow
That you have access (potentially) to all of me
But have cut off parts of my access to you,
To our past.

Still, it doesn't bring me as much pain as it used to
Thank God, He must have been blocking my pain receptors somehow.