You crave my attention and beg for my few spare moments,
call every hour and email each day.
I do not answer your messages,
for frankly I don’t believe you deserve it.
It puzzles me, this enigma you’ve set,
and I wonder why you want me back.

All you’d done was lie and ask forgiveness,
cheat and proceed to deny it.
Yet you continue to love me,
to desire my company.
I will not acknowledge your requests nor take you back,
but at least now I understand;
you are defined by who you love,
and not who loves you back.