Him
only gives me the time of day
when i stop giving mine.
only when i start to stray
am i ever asked to stay.
only while the tides are changing
does his life need rearranging.
i am real.
i am ever changing
and i feel
every inch he pulls away.
the distance grows each day,
and i'm shamed by all the times
i didn't walk away.
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