My time is precious, I say so much so because I compare my time put into you like gold
Each time I would stay with you on the phone
Every time I would be by your side when you were alone
I don't understand why you left me out in the cold
The most you could've done was come to me
During those times on the phone, or even when we were left alone
How come you couldn't have told me that my love was too much
That 100 is too much but 50 is enough
I guess you like people who give half of their love when times get too rough
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Poetry by Gabrielle.A
PuisiPoetry that is relatable to everyday life, it is filled with love and heartbreak, happy times, and sad times. I hope they connect to my readers and gives my experiences a chance to be shared with the world.
