you said you hated wasting time,
yet you wasted 7 months of mine.
you wasted my time by coming back
every time you saw me moving on.
leaving every time i got attached.
every time i thought you weren't
worth it anymore,
you'd come back and convince me
that you were.
you hate wasting time,
but clearly you love wasting mine.
YOU ARE READING
poems of a failed situationship
Poetryat the end of the day, whatever this was, wasn't meant to last
