One day I like you. And I want to talk to you. But once my appetite for you has been gratified. I throw you aside. Like an old toy you only play with once in a blue moon. You were so available and hungry for me I took you for granted. Seems like when I get someone good. I could only fix my mind on getting someone “better” . Even though it’s out there. Am I really entitled to “better” ? even though you are good . But that’s the thing about me that makes you feel like you aren’t good enough.