Leavin’ the chat now, I’ve hit that switch,
Thumb flicked fast, no dramatic pitch.
No goodbye, no emoji flare,
Just a cold screen and static air.
Don’t want your texts blowin’ up my mind,
Your “we need to talk” is bad airline wine.
You say it's love, I say it's stress,
So I cut the signal and dodge the mess.
I’m on airplane mode—won’t take your call,
No service here, I’ve blocked it all.
Try to reach out? You’ll just be ignored,
I’m flyin’ solo like a digital lord.
Whoa-oh-oh, airplane mode...
Silent like a breakup code. 🎶
Used to slam doors, now I just tap,
Used to throw shade, now I nap.
Your typing bubble’s a ghost I dread,
So I went offline and ghosted instead.
You wanted closure, I gave a freeze,
No more blue ticks, no read receipts.
Call it boundaries, call it bold,
But my peace of mind ain't gettin’ sold.
I’m on airplane mode—no inbound war,
I’m chillin’ out while you’re keepin’ score.
No ding, no ring, no silent tone,
Just Bluetooth vengeance, all on my own.
Whoa-oh-oh, airplane mode...
My feelings got auto-flown. 🎶
They said it was for safety.
But the cockpit's fine.
It’s my emotional circuitry that needed a shutdown line.
You’re steppin’ on my tarmac,
I’m clearing the skies.
No turbulence now—just low-battery lies.
TSA won’t scan my heart,
I’ve locked it down, every part.
In-flight snacks and drama-free space,
Your drama’s now in another place.
I’m not cruel—I’m on cool reserve,
A little ghosting you might deserve.
No notifications, no regrets,
I’m flying higher without your threats.
I’m on airplane mode—up in the clouds,
Far from your tears, far from the crowds.
Don’t wait for replies or feel dismayed,
This digital exit’s how peace gets made.
Whoa-oh-oh, airplane mode...
Jet-fueled and emotionally rogue.
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