Well,
things change
I guess we're moving on
see no point in rehearsing old songs

Wrong as it is
I'll pursue your best friend
Beause I'm tired of being grown
I can't be the bigger man

In belittling circumstances
circumstantial phrases
I show my true thoughts
and my two faces

Face it,
We could've been patient
what's the fun in running laps
if we always got to pace it

However, still cute words in our conversations
exchange photos
she my motivation

momentarily
apparently,
the living virus I embody
has signaled

I'm in need of another host
I need
but I know I won't
you see there this truer quote

"you don't know what you have--"
but I know when I grab
I need you most
I'm floored when I see you pose

I'm so flawed
but, do me this favor
pose for my camera
pose for the man you want

I'll keep you as a memory
I think my picture's flawed
will forever be and cleverly
I use you, yours

Impatiently, I rush things
with no forever in sight
I cite love songs,
give me extra credit: I'm selfish

Narcissisticly
I'm incredibly guarded -- she asks why and as my valentine
she's rewarded

Temporarily,
cause like any drug store
my seasons will change
Then it's back to reality

There's no bigger picture
take this card and my cargo
I don't need it
as I backpack my way toward my evils

He speaks to me
peacefully,
I'm home unprotected
with feelings used as currency

I withdraw --
I withdraw --
I withdraw --
I take you,
I take charge
I charge love on credit cards
she hates me,

I know it
but I'm over it
I tell myself this chant: this ritual
it's both sacred and needed

**** that,
I'm back in the mix
she's overdosed
comatose words as she pleads the fifth

mixed drinks
then it's hello Miss
I use ellipses
compliment her palette as I'm mentally abusive

Then sweep her off her feet again
the villain --  
I vilify
qualify her demons

insecurities, identified--
hidden with a flagrance
the aroma
roses scattered

my time has nearly elapsed
she only talks to tea cups --
kettles
who spilled that.