Her poem

I feel like I'm the one to blame
I didn't know you'd still be the same
you said you'd changed from the old you
But those words were still untrue
I've cried so many nights
theres nothing like a good old fight
what the hell,she's my friend
I'm not a kid...its not pretend
you must not know how bad it hurt
your a man.. you love to flirt!
I just loved you with all my heart
but then you took it & tore it all apart
your now gone
& trust me its hard to move on
but i can't be with someone who would do that to me
thats just not how i want it to be
maybe someday I'll be able to look at you
Then you can tell me that your love was true