• First day I looked into your eyes, i saw love and lust.
    Second day I looked there, I saw hurt and dismay.
    Third day I looked into your eyes, things just collapsed.
    Fourth day I looked there, you wanted to see me.
    Fifth day I looked into your eyes, love exploded with hatred.
    The Sixth day I looked there, you packed up and left.
    The Seventh day I saw you walking to your ex-girlfriend's house, I collapsed in death.

    Every week my spirit thinks about you, it dies even more.
    Every month my spirit thinks about you, it loses its mind.
    Every Year my spirit thinks about you, it needs a new life.

    Where does the good go?
    You died along with me once you realized a Note Of Losing Love. crying