I thought we made it
Just about a month ago,
I would have sworn I loved you.
Just about a month ago,
I would be laughing
you would smile at me with one of your precious smiles.
I would have sworn we made it,
through thick and thin.
I guess time changes too quickly
the spark blew out
and i got burned.
While you were set free
but i hope some part of you
remembers bits and pieces
of what we had.
I hope one day
someone treats you the same way you treated me.
So you can learn,
it hurts too well
This poem is about:
Me