Why did you come back?

I admit that we had fun.

We were each other’s first,

in several different ways.

We truly cherished each other.

We both thought it would last for a lifetime.

You decided that other things were more important than me

You tried to keep them a secret from me.

When I asked about them all you could do was lie.

But of course, I unraveled the truth.

You knew I was against them.

That I would never partake in the activity.

Some part of you had to know that they would put an end to us.

Yet to this very day,

you still cling to them as if they are part of you.

You know I have moved on, found someone new,

made a new and better life for myself.

Still, you think you can get me back.

You continue to erk my every last nerve

I keep wondering to myself why you cannot let none of us go.

Are we all an addiction, or is there more to it than that?

Will you ever leave us be?

Will you ever just stay gone?