I wish when you crossed my mind,
It was as sweet as the coffee I drink.
But you no longer compare to that taste.
To you I was just there to pass your time.
To me you grew into this lovely idea,
I consumed myself in it.
You became a craving to my lips.
I was addicted to the sweet taste you gave me.
You left me to my own thoughts to eat me away,
when I sent all those texts.
When you replied with none.
I just want you to verbally tell me it's over.
So I can hate you and let you go.
Making you only a distant memory,
I can no longer hold.