it happens to the best of us

You were a great experiment.
One that I constantly looked forward to learning more about, reaching further into, building with.

But you grew cold so quick, it left my psyche bruised.
My interest losing its spark, feeling a little used.

You were so glorious in the moments,
I was eager to please,
But you pushed away,
Almost gracefully it now seems.

A lovers bliss is hard to hold,
So I bashfully fumbled, ungratefully sold to you.

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