My clothing bawled up in corners around the room

Still wearing the same thing I was the other day

I can’t bring myself to do anything

Motivation couldn’t come to soon

I loved you

I meant it

You broke me

Do relish in it?

Always picking my shattered pieces off the ground

Trying to keep them safe

Till you bump me again

And there they go

Scattered all around

Again…

Again,

I thought I meant something to you

But I’m just “friend”