You.
I never really understood this,
You were my "person" , meaning that i'm in love you with you, wantint you
You are in love with another person, wanting them
My heart used to skip a few beats because of you
Now- it aches and I can't tell the difference between love and hate.
The way you made me feel was magic; I would follow you to hell to get my fix
You drained me of everything I had.
This poem is about:
Me