For him…

Sometimes I wonder if you were ever in it for me,
Or if I was just a toy all along.
I feel like it was the latter,
Like you were a stranger and I was just…
Well..what was I to you?
Anything special? Anything at all?

Nevermind though. Don’t even trip.
I don’t want you to sit around feeling good,
thinking you’re ignoring my questions, please…don’t answer.
I can’t give you that satisfaction.

Just know that you made it hard for the ones to come.
And you made it hard for me.
But it’s ok, anything to help me pull out the weeds like you.

I don’t wanna choke on your memory anymore..
But damn I wonder.