My Broken-hearted Poem

Well there is this one person that i know.
One person, who was a real ho.
This one person, whom broke my heart.
But never told my that we were apart.

She used me, that she did.
Worst part is, on her i would have bid.
Would've sacrifice, no distance matter, not near or far.
How was i meant to know she was in some other guys car?

She screwed me over, really hurt me.
Now i live with such uncertainty.
I blame myself, for trusting her, when no one else would.
I should've known from the signs that you were no good.

But i still can't believe i gave you another chance.
Still i knew that it was wrong upon first glance.
Yet i thought, who would do that? who would be that wrong?
And yet here i am writing this poetry, writing this song.

I should've seen it in the way you hesitated.
That to be apart, is the fate we were designated.
So here i am, i am still alone.
But i know that with my pain, all i could've done is postpone.

The things to did, all of the things that you said.
You are to blame for all the night i cried myself to bed.