I will not let you take me for granted

I am not an elevator to your pleasure

Not something you can walk in and out of as you desire

I do not exist only when it’s convenient for you

I am the fire that will burn down the whole damn building.

Don’t get too close

If you so much as think to cure your boredom with me

Because when I am gone

You will feel what you have lost

Don’t ponder over what could’ve been

When you realise how much love I used to give

So much of it that you felt superior

So much of it that you forgot that I too get bored

Not of those who love me, though

But of those who treat me poorly.

I guess we all learn our lesson.

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