Arrgh...

[myfelicity]

I'm not a fucking poet.
I can't gravitate your soul to mine.
I can't attract your planet
At any given time.

I'm an old and worn out book.
You've read my pages sevenfold.
I'm not worth another look
I'm a story already told.

I'm not a fucking sunset.
I can't make an imprint in your mind.
It's easier just to forget
You were ever mine.

I'm the past, I'm dead, I'm gone.
You've forgotten me long ago.
I keep writing pages about us two
...But mostly just of you.

I'm not a fucking thing.
Not a single significant thing.