Bed

I had very few emotions left to share. Not many I suppose will lend an ear; so much more, a shoulder. For most of these “people” I’ve met had shared their BEDS instead. No drama, they say, until they fall eventually giving me enough drama I couldn’t I handle I have to go elsewhere. I myself had enough conflicts in my life that I’m already sick of it. Use me and I’ll use you. Love me? Then love me as I am. Leave if not, and never ever try to comeback.