Slow

As I walk down the street I think to myself of all we had. Remembering how it use to be makes me very sad.

I remember when we first met we were never apart.
We both loved one another and our intensions were
never to break eachothers heart.

You were my other half. you completed my sole.
Not having you now I do not feel whole.

You were always there for me you helped me through it all. But now who will be there to catch me when I fall?

You made me feel special as I was the only one for you.. But years went by and you needed something new.

You didn't want me to be there to love you anymore.
When you told me my body was weak I fell straight to the floor.

Knowing that you can throw what we had right out the door. Makes me not want it anymore...

Why am I going to love someone who is not going to love me back. I need to get past this and face the fact.

I am my own person and men will come and go.
Thats why I decided to start to take my relationships slow.