We've been together for a month
Our love has yet to reach twenty seventh
because we're still on zero
I'm going emo
I swear I saw you behind the blocks
Making out with Amy Rock
When Valentines day comes
the roses, you gave to Mrs Plums
You're meeting so many other girls
I swear when they see you they do a lot of twirls
cheating on me was a bad decision
to tell a secret, I was the cause of your collision
I saw you with all that trash
It's not my fault you were in a car crash
I hope your comfy buried under my house
now you can't have any spouse
A/N - This was a pretty short poem but there was nothing I could do after he died. Enemies to lovers to enemies. He shouldn't have cheated on her.
