the notification is the point

nothing hits like a send notification. not a compliment. not a paragraph. not you explaining how devoted you are. the ping.
i can be mid game, mid scroll, mid ignoring everybody and then my phone lights up and suddenly i’m in a better mood. that’s how simple it is. you want my attention? pay for the privilege of interrupting me.
i don’t need a speech about why you sent. i already know. you sat there thinking about me long enough that doing nothing started to feel worse than losing the money. that’s not romance. that’s you losing.
keep talking if you want. i’m listening for the sound that actually matters.