Relic . . .

Why did you ever come to me?
Why did you open me up completely, just to turn around & leave?

Thanks for turning me into a big exposed nerve, then abruptly disappearing the way you did.

I hope you know, my heart is broken, my wings are crushed, my light is fading & my iridescent scales are growing dull.

Dust is starting to cover me & I have no energy to stop it. I can't recharge because you have stopped giving me a reason to do so.

I used to fly quite high, but now I don't even have that anymore. I feel neglected, abandoned & used.

You would know that, if you actually looked or inquired, like you used to.

Btw, thanks for asking . . .
As if you ever really gave a damn.

I'll be going now . . .
And I'll make sure I won't bother you ever again.

I might be in my cave if anyone cares to know. Or not. I might let you back in, or not. We shall see.

It's all up to you, really.


While you are enjoying new distractions, it would be helpful if you didn't forget about the old ones.

If you do, by the time you need it again, it might be broken or gone.

Busy is never a valid excuse. We are all busy, all the damn time. Find the time to connect before its too late.