Dating : pocket change

pocket change

the thing is

i loved you

and you never even cared

not really

I was just a beggar to you

you looked at me

with pity in your eyes

and threw yourself into my bed

like coins into a cup

you didn’t want me

but the idea of being wanted

was enough

then when it was over

you walked away

never having touched me

never having loved me

you let me go

heard the clang

and walked away

because i didn’t matter

enough to keep

losing me

was like losing pocket change

i’m still not sure

you ever noticed i was gone