I shed tears over you
for a second or two
but still FAR too long.
I'm glad we're through
I was stuck with you -
like gum on my shoe.
Another night of drama got to me,
I'm not made of stone.
But please don't text or phone.
I'm much better alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Did you love this guy or your cat?