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.
