If you would say

Note: This is a very teenish type rambling.

Why was I the only one

That was riddled and ruptured, and burnt down

While the others you held hands of

Were cradled in gentle words and love

Was it the gift of my staying true

Of choosing love, even in rue

Or was I just a passing thought

That held no value, for I had no remorse

When you showed me how you stood 

Half bare at the mirror for him

Coloured in strings of violet

To spend a weekend in his arms making love

But were held back by a chance mishap

Did you see, how my love held on to thee

Though hurtful, but you were by me

And when you were out by the sea

Distanced , hurt, and crying to me

Of how your soul felt crushed

By another man, who you bed

First love, I agreed was hard to let go

And I held you close, felt your woe

I stayed back, for I still had love

Then you met someone new

And held him, in your blissful view

Coaxed and cuddled him in your warmth

Yet he never was ravaged by words

Things you never spoke of to me

Things you spoke of later too

I stayed for I wished for your embrace

For my love had stood strong in Hurt's face

And to now,  where you have walked away

March has been terrible, yours and the month too

For someone who shall never care

You forsake my heart's calling for you

I hid nothing, in my heart though

Nor have I ever needed to be pacified

I have stood my ground of loving 

Waiting for you to hold me in your arms again.

But someday if you shall ever turn back and walk

I would have no questions, and hold your face

Smile back at you, and let you sit

Cuddled up close, a beer, at a random place

But if you choose not to pray tell

What made those men worthy of heaven

Why was only my soul subjected to hell