When we first met we were like matches.

Our passion burned bright.

We’d see each other almost everyday.

Well, it was really almost every night.

From the scratches on my back,

To the sweat on my chest.

Traces of your finger tips lingering on mine.

My heart never wanted to rest.

I yearned for your touch.

Savored every moment.

Excited for the future, believing that we were more than just a moment.

Our passion burned like a match, and because of that it quickly burned out too.

After time had passed I suppose that I was no longer fun for you.

No longer the something that was new.

Just something you became used to.

Now I’m just something to do when there’s nothing to do.

There’s no gun to your head.

Never being forced to stay.

We could have continued on with our lives.

I didn’t ask you to come over and play.

Our passion burned so bright, I thought I found my forever love in you.

To you I was just a toy, something shiny and new.

But I am not nor will I ever be a toy to be used.

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