You went off when i told you not too,
You said it was the best thing,
Yeah for you,
Once he spoke he last words
he made my tear,
worth nothing like i was nothing,
Why is it that the bestest memories
usually become nightmares…. why
you only left.
without even saying sorry,
I cry and cry…
and know i realize…
you left me with tear inside my soul..
This poem was written/submitted by Betsy M. Guevara.