As I reminisce about our past together,
I am reminded of all the times you kept me full
And how the door to your heart only required a pull
How I fooled myself into a forever

Your voice; once a melody,
Devolved into cryptic morse code
The tepidness of your affections, I could not remedy
And that is where my passion slowed

My love, I saw how hard you tried,
To reheat a love that had died
But it is now where I need you to be strong
It is for the best that we both move on

The shattered trust of broken fidelity,
How I found a warmth so heavenly
The fires of a toasted ecstasy
Have turned me into your enemy

For this is the story
Not an allegory
Of a man, a toaster, and his ex, the microwave