How can you treat someone like they do not matter? Use them, abuse them, till you find something better. Painting the numbers but your color gets splattered. Late phone calls, shallow cuddles, until warmer weather. Lonely insurance is what he made you. Your policy is that you’re pretty and available. Full coverage until things go askew; But it’s in the fine print, your rights aren’t inalienable. You’re supposed to not care because he told you upfront. He was craving attention that you could supply. But every puppy deserves love, even the runt. Someone gives you a bone and you comply. In plain black and white it— I mean HE didn’t seem safe. But the reason for insurance is to cover life’s risks. In the pouring rain, even designer jeans chafe. Avoiding the puddles, then a strong ankle twists. Did you not read the lonely contact in entirety? Clearly it states a replaceable clause. Should come as no surprise in this lackluster society; You’ve been played and receive no applause. If you’d only conducted research like Daddy warned, This feeling wouldn’t possess you even in the slight. Chance? No! What fraud! Your broker was horned. But, you expressed no complaint as to be polite. A woman’s etiquette here, I must deter. Smile, nod, and hold your tongue. Stand by him when he kneels by her; Enough with this insurance— I’m done! Original Image Accredited to:
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