GFU

I used to be mysterious.
She said to me:
“In the age of social media,
Nothing is private.”
The triviality of her dehydrated response.

I mumbled my affirmation.
I knew of the asinine, palpable truth,
Prior to when, she gurgled out the obvious.
In my mind,
I gloated at my depressed wisdom.

“Alright. GFU.” She continued feebly.
GFU, cryptic to say the very least.
“Go Fuck Yourself?” I wondered within.
“Negative. Good For You.”
Well that was completely unnecessary.