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Favoured Frenzy
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.

