Thursday, April 30, 2009

tossed card

it comes to him part by part
a little faded
her smile,eyes,voice, and hair
he knows she's doesn't care
he was not the one
he was not rich

i remember how he felt
every time he saw her
wide smiles
aching body
buzz in heart

he got addicted
she was a drug
she got him high
A glimpse was enough to satisfy
and just like that
he is now a 'card', tossed aside