I remember the days you craved hearing my voice on your line. Obsessed doesn't seem strong enough. I would answer every time. Completely gone over you.
But my voice was not enough, Wasn't long before you needed my time. My lips, my body, my touch. I would give it every time.
I'm empty now, I gave it all to you. Funny, now you don't want it. Give it back, I need it for someone new. She deserves this energy, that care.
She needs it, I see it in her stare.
This is a poem about giving yourself the energy and time you would to a partner. Love you first.