We started off so clueless
Acting so foolish
You spoke a promise
Surprisingly unfulfilled two nights later
"I'll see you Friday, right?"
"Of course"
The mirror's so gullible
Three hours of refilled free bread
And dry cups of water later
I leave
Evidently I'm a second option
You should've taken the latter

Strike One

You knew it was a mistake
Sending DMs every few weeks
Desperate for them to be clicked
A year for every lonely hour I wasted
In that air conditioned restaurant passes
And I open your latest cry for attention  
Several vague apologies later
And I swallow my bitter grudge
Like a bowling ball
To agree to another date
This time you showed up
Twice
It felt good
Experiencing what could've been the last time
But the old saying goes
"You never know if you want it until you have it"
Apparently you didn't want me
You took me for granted the second you got me back
And your new crush looked quenching
And your tongue was like a forgotten house plant  
But you don't want my water
So you chose them
Leaving me with the silver medal
Again

Strike Two

This isn't baseball
You don't get a third
You're out