His time is like the battery
on your cheap ass phone.
The love he is supposed to feel
is the upgrade you will never acquire.
You stay around only because
when he is around the smile he forwards to you is exquisite.
Every time you tell yourself to give him another try.
But the tears that come back
once his old ways come back into the picture
are enough to make me whelp out in pain.
I said goodbye to him once.
So uncertain with my blinded eye.
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