Part-Time

She may be your present

But I am both your past

and your future

And I always will be

I am the stars in your sky

I am your poetry

I am your pen and paper

I am your sad music

I am your alcohol

I am your past

And as long as she is your present

I will be your great lost love

Your heartache

The memories that haunt you

And me,

You.

She may be your present

But you and I both know

That you are only there part-time.