Decent

She told me to respect her wishes,

Never speak to her again.

Felt like we lost it in a flash,

the abruptness of story's end.

Felt like the end dragged on forever,

We knew it'd happen for months.

Then that self-fulfilling prophecy

Manifested at once.

Then that conversation turned,

You said anything to reduce me.

I'm a disingenuous liar, no

Redeeming qualities to boost me.

I'm a weak and ugly person

Who's too emotionally fragile.

I wasted all your time and

Nothing about us mattered.

I wasted your emotions

To fill a personal void.

The truth is I thought of you

as my own personal toy.

The truth is none of that is true,

But I understand your frustration.

We're both the victims of our circumstance,

a poisonous situation.

We're both the products of loss

And people we loved who hurt us,

Your response protects your heart

that rages on like a furnace.

Your response was freezing cold,

On wet hair to make me sick.

Our relationship didn't mean much,

But hey, it was decent dick.