Not certain you realize
how many tears
I’ve wasted
on you,
How much care
I once held
for you.
Days
eagerly
passed
with thoughts
of you.
Greedy little faith stealer
compassionless whore searcher,
Self-absorbed
brimming with anger,
a dangerous combination.
As I’m writing this
it has occurred to me
you’re not even worth
my time,
My tears have ceased
my heart has hardened.
Thoughts of you
are
distant memories
I care…
no more.
© LRS 2011
