Spitting on the sidewalk
The perfect analogy
No regard for promises
No excuse or apology.
It’s time for me to walk away
There’s nothing I can do
I have simply had enough
I’m tired of wanting you.
Been charging up the middle
Meeting with resistance
Been getting knocked around
Complete with callous consequences.
Feeling belly up
No options or recourse
You show no depth of feeling
No guilt ….and no remorse.
Got your invitation
For a late night rendezvous
I won’t be coming over
I’m done…. so done with you.
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