Poetry

I hope you regret it

I hope you won't forget
How much you meant.
How I gave you red flowers.
How I gave you all my hours.

I held you so close and dear.
And now you make me tear.
You filled me with a lie.
Oh and now I write and cry.

No there's nothing worse...
Then being told those 3, empty words.
Oh how used to make me smile.
And now I tripped and hit the steel tile.

You let go my hand.
Now I can't stand.
Oh, I was the one.
But now we're both done.

How could I forgive
The way you'd live?
How could I move on
From all this wrong?

Yourself you have to blame.
You treated my love as a game.
Oh how I gave you my heart
But you ripped it apart.

But I guess know we both know.
2 times, that you gave me the blow.
So I hope you meet the one.
Cuase I might be done.

I hope he gives you a chance.
Hope he loves to dance.
Hope he'll give you flowers.
Give you all his hours.

I hope he'll call you pretty, just as you are.
I hope your eachothers charm.
Becuase your some how still a star.
Hope you don't do him any harm.

I hope he shows you his love.
Me away you'd shove.
I hope he treats you better.
I'm not sure we can be together.

I hope you won't forget.
To me what you meant.
I hope you find a man.
That you can understand.

Becuase I'm no longer your one.
Hope hurting your done.
No there's nothing worse,
Then those 3...empty...words.