Lost Love Poem by N'a N'a

Love Lost
I’m falling in love,
His name is Chad,
Whenever he’s around your bound to see a dove,
He never gets mad.

He makes me feel cool,
He makes me feel cute,
He treats me not like a tool,
Makes me feel like some kind of lute.

I’m changing my look,
So I look more normal,
Now I’m a open book,
He makes me feel like a royal.

I walk outside,
Chad’s picking me up,
The motorcycle flips onto its backside,
There’s a big blowup.

I run over,
And he’s under the rubble,
He’s having a seizure.

I call for help,
They take him away,
They tell me no,
But I go anyway.

I go with them,
But by the time we get there he’s gone,
that’s why I wrote this poem,
He’s gone, he’s gone.

There’s nothing I can do,
There a lot of pain,
I wish this could undue,
Its a lot of pain to sustain.

I cant eat,
It hurts so much,
I now hate the street,

My heart is broken,
There’s nothing anyone can do,
No, no, no, no, no,
I guess his life was due.

My life is over too,
There no reason to stay,
I’m really blue,
There no way.
That I can stay here.