we met,
we fell in love,
we kissed,
we embraced the love.
I taught for sure he was the one,
and nothing could take this precious stone.
for I was wrong.
The flower slowly lost its beauty,
and it's heart empty.
nothing, not even sympathy .
I was hurt,
but could only watch what was once mine now in the hands of another.
why me I cried, only of those tears could undo the past,
then at last it would be nothing but a dream.
But it was not.
Love does hurt