Don’t tell her

Don’t tell her,
That I still miss her badly every day,
See her in dreams,
And wake up startled with dismay.
Don’t tell her,
That I sneak into her Facebook profile sometimes,
And scroll her timeline,
To see which new friend she is seeing nowadays.
Don’t tell her
The truth…
That I envy her friends,
Who go for trips with her,
And click selfies with her.
Don’t tell her
That even this year,
I remembered her birthday,
And cried because we were apart.