COngratulations, you won

Why’d you text me, “What’s up?”
Don’t you have more to say, or is that enough?
You’ve got nothing to offer, so why should I?
I’m tired of waiting for a spark that’ll never fly.

You had your trip, your fun, your girl—
Did she not give you what you needed, what you wanted in this world?
Why come back to me when you’ve found another?
Does she not love you like I did, not even close, I wonder.

Is the love not enough, the thrill worn thin?
You text me when your life’s in a spin.
I’m not the one to restart your heart,
I won’t be your fuel, your spark, your start.

I’m tired of being your gas station,
Filling you up, then watching your hesitation.
You drive off, and hold someone else’s hand,
But when the thrill fades, you come back.

Not anymore. I’ve played this game too long,
I’m done with your noise, I’m done with your song.
Find someone else to play tit for tat with,
I won’t be your base, nor your play ping pong mat.

In this battle, you won, and I lost,
But I’m walking away, no matter the cost.