LOST

Wanting to hurt,

or something to hit.

I can't take it,

I'm tired of all your ****.

You took to much time

to make up your mind,

I wasn't even the one

you picked in the end.

I will never be the same,

my heart will never mend.

So **** it if you pick her,

I shouldn't have to wait

in line for my turn.

If it takes you so long

to make up your mind,

Then you ****ed up,

you will find.

I know your choice,

I don't have to ask.

And one thing you should know

is that I'm p***ed.

I wish I could blow up the stars

on you every night i wished.

But she's was still

the one you wanted,

and I hope that decision

won't get haunted.

I don't understand how love works,

or why my heart always hurts.

I wish someone could answer

the questions I ask.

To find these answers

is my greatest task.

But does anyone know

the real answers

or is it lost

like the cure to cancer.

When someone finds out,

could they please tell me

and this will be my last

and only plea.

I Hope you liked it.....