Poetry & Art

Using Me

Did you want me or were you just bored

It’s funny
How I let you pull me in
When I know you’ll only let go

Leaving me there until the in between

It repeats until the day I finally cut the tie
The day I’m the one that’s letting go
The day I stop letting you use me just to feel something

You’re not addicted to me
You’re addicted to the way I make you feel

But I’m not a drug
I’m not something you can use for a moment or a point in time
Or when you need to feel whole again

Yet you continue to take
And I let you

Because how am I supposed to let go of the one I’ve always wanted

So I’ll stay
Sustaining your addiction
Until you find someone else that gives you the same high

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