Easy for you
to rip my heart in shreds,
easy for your selfish whims
to overshadow your care for me.
Once, I was special
to you.
Now, I’m only useful;
A tool that’s needed only occasionally –
compared
to a time when I was
precious
and wanted,
The sparkle’s worn off…
I still don’t know what to do with
these remnants.
Kayfucius 