Very Old Time Poem by reina Lorenzo

My old years was too old
My life and lovelife to recall was so funny
My haircut was too old
As I face the mirror, playing with my teeth.

On that very old times
Love was playing with me
Can’t carry myself.

I thought break would be fine
After all those times you said
You’re inloved with me.
I don’t know how to feel.

On that very old times
Your word simply broke me
Can’t hold myself crying
When you said,
“I don’t need you anymore”

on that very old times
those moments killing me
and I’m still lost
that, very old times…

6/26/02