He’s Mine

He’s been mine 
for many years,
through the blood,
sweat,and many many 
tears, you can try 
to claim him but,
he’s mine.
Always will be your
just a piece of used
furniture that’s got 
left behind,
The odd one out ,
That one that will never know
the what we have,
and what we’re 
about.
Your the kind 
I find overbearing,
The unattractive 
sloth that needs 
a hero that’s 
not taken,
Too know your 
whereabouts….

~Deb