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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