Loss
if i overlook what you
did, would you want me again?
or is that why you got so
bored of me in the first place?
is it childish to say
that you just checked out but
i did everything right?
tossed away like a
replaceable toy
how did you go
from loving
me to
this?
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Sometimes we never know the real reasons, do we? Enjoyed the poem!
I like how you used the questions to weave your poem.
(And I think anyone who has ever felt disposable will relate to this poem.)