At one time,
he was mine,
i use to think,
hes so damn fine,
why i love him,
i don't know,
i wish deep down,
i could let him go,
why'd he do this,
and leave so quick,
guess its cause,
he dont give a shit,
i write these poems,
through them i cry,
always wishing,
to give another try,
why do i love you,
if you dont love me,
if theres light to this question,
please let me see..
