Clean (shorter poem)

To you I'm just something that is there when you need it

Similar to a shower, the water seeping down as it washes the grime the day has brought in a calming pour 

Aside from hygiene, something to make you feel better 

But after you've had that bliss you turn off the water 

You ignore me, give me weird looks, act Uninterested 

As I slowly go down the drain as you go to wherever you need to attend, the movies with another friend, your bed to fall asleep on call with your boyfriend as you've mentioned more times than I can count, maybe a gathering, anything but paying attention to me

I would be lying if I said I didn't care because I did. a lot. 

And I still do 

But it's so painful seeing you walk away while I slowly die off