As I sat on my bed
watching old cartoons
and reminiscing good times.
Your name flashed upon my phone
and thoughts of you flooded in my mind
and in that moment I felt
a million things:
Regret and apologetic,
sure and uncertain,
fine and shattered.
You played me like a game board
and I was your tool on strings.
You never wanted me,
you just wanted the feeling
of being wanted,
but I will not fall for it any longer.
The Broken Specs 