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When I heard you were cheating,

      I didn't know what to do.

So, I listened to my friends,

      and soon broke up with you.



They said it was over,

      and that it was for the better.

So, I took out a pen and paper,

      and wrote a two page letter.



I wrote down all my thoughts,

      my questions and my replies.

But, after all was said and done,

      I found it all to be lies.



They said it was well written,

      and that I finally got a clue.

That you weren't anyone special,

      and I didn't need you.



But, I guess while we were together,

      your feelings started to creep.

Because after we had broken up,

      You said you'd fell in too deep.



I tried not to care,

      I didn't know what love could do.

But, when you tried to communicate,

      I sarted avoiding you.



So, now that I've thought about it,

      as I look around and stare.

I'm constantly thinking about you,

      and I've actually started to care.



My mind and heart agreed on it,

      and both gave me a hard shove.

They finally decided you were the one,

      that I finally, really love.



But, now as I think about it,

      I slowly start to cry.

Because along with our relationship,

      your love just sorta died.



I had to give up my one and only love,

      My first one and my last.

And now with just a broken heart,

      our love is in the past.



But, I know I'll learn from my mistakes,

      so this has no definite ends.

But, I know I shouldn't have listened,

      to my "He say - She say," friends.





Dedicated to my one and only,

      Edwin d hatfield