Fragments Of Yesterday Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

Why, little did I know you'd feel my pain
And love me so, all from one lingered look;
I never thought I was this open book,
Albeit, I was soaking in the rain.
Yet, little did I know that you'd abstain
And leave me so, alas, and overlook:
How hooked I was, and how severely shook;
Am I supposed to say goodbye again?
I'm sorry that you did not feel at peace:
I wish I'd said the words that'd make you stay,
In lieu of sounding like a lonely loon!
E'er since we spoke I sensed my sorrow cease;
I'm thankful for our wholesome yesterday—
Why did you break my heart this afternoon?