Please read this poem,

And do take your time.

It is about us,

And about your crime.  



I gave you my heart,

And it came with a reason.

You stole it and broke it,

Then left like a season.



I told you once,

And I'll tell you twice.

Your heart is black,

Love slips off the black ice.



What am I saying?

That's not a heart.

It cannot love;

I could tell from the start.



You're under penalty of law,

For playing with love.

Kill two birds with one stone,

But, first, shoot the dove.



Remember this poem;

Remember forever.

Remember when I will love again,

And that will be never.