not my photo…
You drained ALL the love out of me, starting from the moment our eyes met, you’d had me, wrapped around your little finger, and, I’d become, a puppet for you, and you, the puppeteer, I’d do everything you’d told me to, and that still wasn’t enough!
You drained ALL the love out of me, and, as the love got drained dry, I was still, eager, to squeeze out, that final droplet, for you, because I didn’t love me enough, I loved you too much!
You drained ALL the love out of me, left me standing, by the side of that lonely highway, in the rain. You just, sped off, and, left me, abandoned, hurt, betrayed. You drained ALL the love out of me, and, there’s now, NOTHING left of me, to give to you, and once you realized, that there was NOTHING left of me, you’d, taken off. You had, USED me, and I know that now…
not my photo still…
You drained ALL the love out of me, and now, I am, without the smallest drop of love left, to give to anybody else, including myself, and, it still hurt, whenever I recall what you’d done to me, and I look at my own reflection, and see this face that I don’t even recognize anymore………
Life, the Obstacle Course 