dangled carrot

Do not think    
that you aren't strung along  
 
you are    
   
Those pristine moments    
crystallized and clearly captured    
makes her heart swell for him    
   
and that's why she bats her eyes    
at you  
   
Midnight gears are greased    
for a product wrapped in meaning    
but meanings value is inflated  
to quotes  
   
Give 'em the short    
and sweet    
or    
accept that you're obsolete    
   
and that kind of unnecessary      
can't word its own suicide    
   
It's too late    
not to toast yourself    
the glass has already tipped    
passed second guessing