leftovers...

they'll make u out to be desperate when they ain't feelin u the way ur feeling them... knowing damn well it was ur generosity bending backwards as a gent... once ur  vulnerability truly opens up they won't look at u the same way standing in the middle of luv... you'll be too soft for them to ever feel safe as u will be crushed... becoming a bitch in their eyes who's never enough to feed their selfishness... n if you're not careful you'll adapt to a sense of uselessness... as they claiming to want one thing n switch hit in the middle of life... as it's ur own emotions they'll play against u so u never again feel alive... self will never be wanted n will be shunned before ever getting all the way in... as you'll be called crazy when you'd rather not live without them ever again... interest will slack of once self has been bared... forcing the thought of a question as in, did they ever fuckin care.?. as self steps to the line willing to dig in... handing them the shovel so they to can live... to bury what is not natural in any way... just to be rid of the memory of their face... u might as well due to they use u to against yourself... laughing at how they plated u 6 feet down n left u for dead... n if u listen u can hear them change the way they say ur name... just prior to the chaos that redefines ur face... they'll dismiss u if u ever tell them they are the one... you'll be turned into glass to be shattered as ur words are hushed... as the harshly speak on how ur no longer attractive... all bcuz they refused to see the depths on ur passion... accept ur fate was a thing of the past as their eyes turn away... it's ok to have character knowing what u have to gain... eat ur leftovers poison n all... n ignore the shallow childishness that couldn't be real enough to admit their true cause... you'll only feed the belittling that fucks with ur head... keeping u restless in wonder when laying in bed...