Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich

loved in vain

He told me my worst nightmare

That he hadn't loved me in a while

and that perhaps he never had

that all those nights

in his bed

when he kissed me

and said I was his world

were to just to keep me in his pocket

so he'd have a plaything for when he got bored

I shattered 

like the glass jar I dropped in his kitchen

I thought I'd finally found the nice guy

found the one who'd loved me back

I guess I've loved in vain again