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.