Love? Poem by Sinead Gillan Clarke

Georgeous Blue Eyes,
Is All I Think Of.
And I wonder Could This Be true...
He Could Be My First True LoveOr Is there Another You.

It Hurts To Much,
when I Think Of You.
All Things I Hoped Of
All Those Thinks We Could do.

I tried to Hold It in,
All Of It Inside.
But Those tears I cryed that Night
where to hard To Hide.

You left my heart in Two,
When You Told Me about that girl.
I couldn't stand Her name at all,
anytime He said That name I Was About To hurl

Craig i'm sorry To Say This
But I Really can't Deny
You Are The One I Will always Love
And THAT is Not A Lie.