my last crush was a Virgo,
no Angel but you gave me wings,
no musician but when you spoke,
I heart the sweetest birds sing.

You gave me hope,
to be who I was,
confused, deranged, and all
5'4 but you made me feel tall.

Then I got all crazy as I usually get
and you said enough,
you said that was it.
And like those before you...

you gave up on me,
you quit!
Now I'm like a ****** addict
when I think of you, I itch.

I wanted to see you smile a little more bit,
kisses, gifts, and picnics
at the park, romance and silly sh^t
it never happened, it was never meant.

It's all over because you're
a selfish little b^tch!
Cheers to you A-Hole,
and your zero tolerance temperament.