I wrote this because the Wi-Fi at my house is being even more retarded than usual.
Why do you torture me so?
So close, yet so far away.
The signal starts high, but then drops low.
I had thought that you were here to stay.
A connection with you is all I want.
At my age, it is something I need.
When you leave, I feel gaunt.
For you to come back, you make me plead.
Sometimes, I feel hate.
Other times, I feel love.
I shut you down and say "It's too late."
I feel like feel like you've abandoned me when push came to shove.
Yet I always go back for that sweet sense of use.
You're like a nice cold glass of juice.
You always seem to come back when I least expect it.
At those times, I feel connected.
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