That night....
I remember that night where we had a great time, we kissed and
snuggled and were together all the time.
We were inseprable and loved each other dearly, and we believed
we would be together, surly.
You were the kindest, dearest person anybody ever had, until the
night you made me sad.
You were cruel and harsh and made me cry, your voice suddenly
sounded so devestating and I felt as if I was going to die.
You demanded not to see my face or hear my voice, and you
didn't even give me a choice.
I wanted to be friends but you disagreed, even though I wanted
to proceed.
Loving you was like food to my soul, but now that it is broken,
all I see is an empty bowl.
I cry, thinking of that night when your voice was the last thing
I heard as it went out of sight.
Even though you hate me so, I still have feelings for you and it
will show.
So remember that night.