A poem that still is true today.
I wrote this poem over three years ago. I don’t know who goes back to reread my old stuff. I know it is hard to get past the typos, shitty grammar, and incorrectness of other things I wasn’t aware of back then. However, I’ve edited the post/poem and I hope that you can take it for what it is.
I’ll tell you right now, it isn’t about any girl that I’ve dated or had relations with. Let me know what you think
I Lost the Love
She was very good to me. Never talked back and supported me with all the stupid ideals I had. I thought that I would stay with her the rest of my life. We would help each other through everything– but she turned on me. Or did I loose interest in her?

