Discarded McDonald's Wrapper

I used to hold onto

the thing you wanted most.

That deliciously bad for you

double stacked sandwich

with two meat patties

and a triple layer bun for fun.

Lettuce alone, freak!

I know you'd choose me

if you were deserted on

a thousand island, dressing

for many sun stranded days.

I used to keep it together.

From assembly line

to brown paper bag, I was

there for you

keeping your Big Mac safe,

but then lunch came

and you went crazy-

crumpled me up and tossed me

right out the window

so you could be alone

with him.

I get it. I realize now,

I was a thin layer of nuisance

between you and true love,

and now I'm crying

while lying on the ground

with no one to hear me.