Tormenting

It’s a sad torment to know you will never be someone’s prority
I am always an option
Never the choice
I choose to take care of others
Yet no man has ever nurtured my wants or needs
I do not mean money or material things
Your time
Attention and
Consistency are the keys
If that is something you cannot give
Then I will have to go back to where it begins
By myself
Where I should have been

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Wasted Time

I refuse to sacrifice my self worth
Waiting by the phone
I was okay before you
And I’ll be damned if I am not okay after you
Whatever the reason is for you coming into my life
Know that I don’t regret it
But what I am sorry for is that I wasted my time on someone who had no time for me.