The last time I started thinking,
I drove myself,
into a bottomless pit,
of despair.
Now I'm thinking again.
All these questions run through my mind.
Did you really love me?
No, how could you?
What was I thinking,
wasting all that time,
on something I knew was over,
right from the start?
How could I be so foolish?
I'm thinking again,
and look what happens,
when I get myself into this mess?
~*~ Jill ~*~