Be Nothing

Everything comes with an expiry date
Like tinned peaches
That friendship that is on its last legs
That lover who is always at the door wondering which side of it he belongs
Those tired attempts at small talk
Or those vile toxic relationships you have
With those supposedly close to you
Those are the worst of all
For you let yourself believe they know the inner you
Only for you to feel violated
Better to cut them loose
For if they can't be faithful
They can be nothing