*** is now an expectation
A first date kiss long gone
If I don’t decide to go in
Any relationship will be forgone
And if I do decide
To go against better judgement
I become a *****
You become the incumbent
Holding reign over texts
And new meet up dates
I cross my legs
And patiently wait
To be treated like ****
Because I gave it up too soon
But if that makes me such trash
What does that make you?
I’d rather be alone
Than play this game
Show some respect
I’ll do the same.

~kb