She’s easy on the eyes. Funny most of the time. She isn’t a mess ,and is comforting when you don’t feel your best. She answers your calls and responds to your texts, even if they come in after she is fast asleep in bed. Because your number bypasses the DND mode she has set. Yet she’s still not who you picture when you close your eyes to rest. When you paint a picture of your future, there is no resemblance of her, wearing your family crest. She is only a past time, until you find someone that fits your look and matches your perfect filtered life. The one I used to hope for, the one I once prayed could be mine. But where I see something, you choose to be blind. I am not the ideal lover you dreamed, you’d find. I don’t match anything you typically like. Still, you take and take from my well of life. You lie to continue your use of me, until you find a new source that meets your supply, for your edited For you page life. And After you depleted my cartridges of love, you leave me alone and left to replenish what you needlessly drained me of. I will mention I am not free from all the blame, I actively and willingly chose to participate. I chose, so I can choose differently. I think I am finally ready to choose me, indefinitely. #gotrespectforme.
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