How was I supposed to know
How was I supposed
to know that something wrong.
How was I supposed
to know that you were love by someone else.
How was I supposed
to know that
we was just friends.
How was I supposed
to know that
you was just leave
me with the
memories of what
I thought we
had the whole time.
How was I suppose
to know that
this was the
last night together
before you are
gone like the
wind in the
middle of summer nights.
-Gene Conner
May 1, 2008