Not the same

Not the same.
With him it’s not at all the same.
There are no feelings – only game.
There are no rules, no guilt. Let’s play.
It’s kind of easier this way.

Nobody hurts me. Nor do I.
And with no love, there is no lie.
There is no chance I’ll leave him torn.
His passion stings me like a thorn.

There is no need for it to last.
He’ll be an image of my past.
It’s not the same – to have him near.
I’m done with him once you are here.
(January 2012)