The Craigslist (Attention) Whore

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Tributes to Lovers

You were the first to reply

to my Craigslist ad

looking for a Valentine.

 

You were one of the few men

that showed interest

in more than my looks.

 

You asked questions 

and were able to carry 

an interesting conversation.

 

Then we met and 

while I didn't see a future,

you still lit a fire in me.

 

Public kisses 

and fooling around in cars

became our thing.

 

All the sex talk

and everything-but

led to the real thing.

 

For my New Years Resolution,

I said I would stop 

and I almost didn't.

 

But I met him

in the nick of time

and moved on from you.

 

5 years since,

sometimes you still text me 

and though I shouldn't, I respond.

 

Sure I like the attention,

but what bonded us

is no longer.

 

You are part of my sordid past 

and I'd rather 

leave you there.

 

So I must ask: 

what exactly 

do you want from me?

 

Didn't you take 

enough of me

when you took my virginity?

 

What more could I 

possibly offer you now;

what do you gain from this? 

 

It's like you want to own me,

but I'm not your property,

not anymore.

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