Sorry I haven't been active lately
Two dollars he won’t IM or call
Two bucks that he’s
smile
ing
smirking like he always did;
And I know he thought he used me
When he lay against me breathing
He was
l a u g h i n g
So heartily inside
How much his kisses lied
Ten dollars I hate him still
Which is why I
-l -o - v -e
him too
The time I’m taking to create this badly written poem
Could be used for something else
What could have been so good
Is just a construct of the mind
My thoughts lying yet again
But right now I do feel nothing
Because he may think I love him
It’s fine though, I used him too