Ungrateful (sonnet)

Her eyes are red form crying
her heart yearns for you
she feels like shes dying
do you feel that too?
your all she thinks about from night till day
your on her mind all the time
since last May
shes been like this before that she was fine
look what you've done to her
you made her sad again
it's so unfair
your just like all the other men
but its too late now too change anything
shes gone, NOW you wish you could change something