What was I?

My love for you so dear..
And now you turn away..
The fact that hurts me most..
You don't want to hear what I have to say.

Your slyness and your rudeness..
Tares my hear in two..
The only words you speak to me..
That you and I are through.

And though I am not sure..
I have a fair idea..
That when I turn my back..
You are no where near.

Always playing girls..
So what am I to do..
No love is in your heart for me..
Is it really true?

All this time is wasted..
And I bet you thought it fun..
To see that I did love you..
While you were on the run.

- Micro Kouklitsa 2005