My Sonnet to you..

Rhythm and blues oh how it makes her think
she's telling you it's the slow songs they play
this girl that was so strong but now she sinks
thoughts in her heart, on her bed she will lay

Every night tears fall from those brown eyes
as THEIR song plays on the radio
she asks herself why she hasn't given such lies
it's been years, why hasn't she let him go

the song continues to play in her head
reminiscing the days they once had
shes still laying, still thinking on her bed
those days, those day are making her so sad

it's half done, i can to it no more
i pressed the button, that's what it's there for...