All I Ask

no, it's all right.
I don't mind being forgotten.
I'm used to it.
I'm just a toy to you.
a pet you kick around
until you're bored
and with one last
painful
mighty
punt
I'm gone.
but I'll crawl back.
I'll call
I'll write
I'll do anything
to stick with you.
all I ask is
for you to call me
just once in a while.
for you to write to me
just once in a while.
for you to think of me
just once in a while.

but is that too much to ask?

-Yeah. No phone call, no e-mail, no nothing. Yes, I'm bitter.-

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