Pea

That man's attention may well have been lost

But what good did it bring anyway

If one day you might dare to ask what he liked about you

He'd find nothing to say

Skimming woman-shaped stones across the lake

Barely taking time to feel their edge

Never noticing their unique patterns

He just wants to make a splash

That man's affection may well have been fake

But then he never had what it takes

High time to admit that you might well have been

But a mere stepping stone in his life