You Said…

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You Said you would care
You Said you would be there
You Said I was your number one
You Said you’re done.

I feel like crying
I feel like dying

Why would you do that to me?
Why push me away?

You Said, “I promise.”
You Said, “I can’t do this.”
You Said, “Goodbye.”
I said, “Go die!”

3/28/11

This poem was written/submitted by Amber Renee Carrales.