A fool
Is the only way to describe me,
At this moment in time.
Naïve enough to believe,
That what was shared between us,
Was the opposite,
Of counterfeit.
This is what I was afraid of,
My time, feelings, and thoughts,
Ending up like unwanted food on a child’s plate.
Pushed around,
In a desolate manner.
Unwanted,
And ultimately wasted.
We didn’t have to go this far,
Bring my heart into the game,
That you obviously played.
And I unknowingly participated in.
But since I’m aware now,
I’m throwing in the towel,
You win.
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