The Calls

 I need to stop giving do-overs 

To people who treat me like left overs. 

Am I even interested?

Or is it just the attention that you give. 

I desperately want to be seen.

I want the romance and everything in between. 

I see the potential in what we could be. 

But you only call me when you’re feeling lonely.

I am a placeholder for when you’re between girls. 

I will never be your whole world. 

Every time you call I think you’ve changed your mind. 

And I just keep forgiving you time after time. 

I need to stop giving into you whenever you call. 

Because I know you don’t want me even a little bit, you don’t want me at all.