Old Poem: Full Court Press

You have been the center in my life
Making easy layups and falling back for the j
As I continuously run suicides
Just to be boxed out of your life
Never having the ability to defend against you
You jocked my affection
Cherry picking for attention and fouling up
Every legitimate opportunity we ever had for happiness
I'm calling a technical in OT
This game has gone on too long
I forfeit for lack of moving forward