At what point did you stop liking ?
I strived to make us long-lasting
Little did I know your hobby was ghosting
For the crime without an inkling
You should be hung , for leaving me hanging
I was awake all night , overthinking
You disappeared when my eyes were blinking
Sure, there wasn't any binding
But a goodbye was too demanding?
I spent hours chasing , while you were busy pretending
Is this spending subject to refunding?
I stood at your door constantly nagging
To break the wall of your ego with my head banging
You took forever to respond on instant messaging
I wonder what makes this poem worth writing
And , a last thought that is still striking
"At what point did you stop liking?"