ONCE WAS LOST

I have given you everything I had:

heart, soul

cash, credit cards

paper and pens

it�s all been given to you

and I was happy to do it.

I wanted you to have all my crap

loved seeing you wearing my oversized sweatshirts

(and the undersized jocks).

I loved sharing with you

and would do it again

but it seems

now that I have nothing more to give

you have nothing more of interest in me.

Am I mistaken?

Have I erred?

Have I lost my mind?

Just add it to your pile of booty, then.