The title is not the name of the poem B-)
We are done,
Done forever.
I'll miss the fun,
The smiles and the laughter.
It ended for stupid cause,
And I agree it's my fault.
Now,when I step back and take a pause,
I realize it shouldn't have ended.
But you won't take me back!
And if our problems we would've mended,
And if our problems we would've mended,
Today,you would not have seen me cry,
While I was trying to cover up my track.
Trying to make me jealous?
I think your'e winning!
And now I feel like a mess,
And now I feel like a mess,
All broken and shattered.
And about the things I heard,
I hope they aren't true.
You kept my heart,
My poem and my love.
I just hope for you to be mine,
Don't worry,I'll act as if I'm fine.
Stupid?
Yeah,I'm aware of that.
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