I made you a habit
a commodity
you were disposable
a temporary fix.
I brought everything I could
to each occasion
heat and charm in abundance
a bouquet of artificial flowers
pretty to look at but unnatural
lifeless through and through
a product of chemistry we created.
When we were spent I shed my lab coat
headed for the nearest sealed exit
thinking you were a good person
who had some bad habits.
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