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You were just

a placeholder

because no one else

wanted to be with me.

I used you for sex,

for intimacy.

I wasn't even

all that attracted to you.

Yes, sometimes 

I miss your touch,

the animalism in your growl.

But at the end of the day,

all I needed was attention-

someone to notice

that I existed.

I just wanted

a warm body next to me and

someone to call me pretty.

But I guess you used me too;

I was always there when 

you needed to get off.