Little Infinities

These aren't the worst days

What can I say,

When I can write them.

I treated you like a princess,

And loved you like you were my wife.

You were a secret no one knew,

I told no one,

Just like you wanted.

Am I a whore?

You said you loved me,

They way I was gentle.

Never thought I'd do what I did,

But now I want to do it again,

To every girl I meet,

Doesn't matter who they are,

But I still like you,

You let me go,

Those were the best days,

And now I'm living in the worst of days,

Because you threw me to the curb,

Waiting for the weekly trash clean-up,

I bet you're loving you new friend,

I loved you,

You changed me,

Now I'm just a little dirty whore,

That you never paid.