A short poem

My heart is broken today

Part two of what he did years way back..

Is it love on the wrong time?

Or is it all wrong from the start?

im sweet sixteen when we meet

Holding on to what we share

Treasuring love all along the way!

Then i turn seventeen my love its been a long way

I treasure this relationship as we sail

Thought not everyday i found myself keep coming back because

In yours arms i felt warm and love

I think he is the one 

on my debut he came as my last dance 

But what happened to us on that day 

I found out youre having your own way

Days months have pass 

No one can tell where is my love

I did not expect anything from then on

And i try to forget and to move on...