vicious cycle

It's quite sad, the way I move on.
Distractions.
That's all it is.
I still think about you,
And it makes me mad.
But I'll keep flirting my way out of it.
I won't think about how you ignore my calls,
How you never reply to my messages.
I won't think about how you never speak to me,
Only when you want something.
I know it's bad,
But I'll use the others until you're gone.
I'll laugh,
I'll get excited,
I'll make them think I'm interested.
Even though I know they aren't,
Because they're just using me too.

Reviews

[Prana]

straight and to the point. Deeply woven feelings, for something or someone, can cause a windfall emotions. Regardless of how much effort there is put into forgetting.

[KeeD]

The poem plays with your title extremely well. It felt like a journal entry at first and then I noticed the beauty in the way you play out the story. It's a garden of thorns out there man, today you're someones rose tomorrow you're just a weed trying to fit in.