Sometimes you ignore me like a doormat

Sometimes you shower me as you sweetheart

How convenient love is

As per your whims

You reach out to me only when you have the time

From your rigmarole

Whereas I respond to you

As if I am perpetually available

There are times

When I wish to reach out to you

To touch you

To feel loved and pampered

To feel as a woman

But in your race for existence

I have lost my self worth

I will drift away

I won't even regret

For losing our bonding

Coz by now

I don't care

About continuity 

And departure

So much I have lost

So much of me is gone

While catering to others.

©LR