Love

Love is a thing I have felt before,
When I lost it, it made my heart so sore,
My love was named Mary,
I thought she was more beautiful than any fairy,
My love for her was so strong,
I never thought anything would go wrong,
God my love for her was so strong,
She brutally ripped my heart from my chest,
All she could say is go away pest,
I never felt this bad,
I cant believe I just been had,
She took my heart from my chest,
I thought I was her best,
This poem just makes me depressed,
I hope my heart will soon beet again in my chest,
Maybe one day I will be some girls best,
This will be the end but remember,
Love was a thing I have felt before.

* hey everybody this is a really old poem I wrote this so long ago hope you like it*