I never thought of you as the failing type.
I know you better than most.
And I know you know me.

I never thought of you as the hungry type.
The kind of man for lust to overtake him.
The kind of man to love less and want more.

I never thought of you as the bad boy.
The kind to ask for more.
The kind to want me until no end.
But to never follow through.

I never thought of you as a fuck boy.
But I guess even you who I loved
until forever
would be the one to awaken my bones
and to shatter them all at once.

I never thought of you as the type
to break me not just once
but twice.

And I never thought of you as the type
for me to ever get over.

But boy.
You had me fooled.
And now I know.
I am finally done
rolling your dice.