You were the fruit to my tree
You grew on me slowly
you held on to me
We looked beautiful together
But there comes a times when the fruit is taken away
But you were taken to early
I wasn’t ready to let you go
But she saw you from miles away
She fed you water and checked on you everyday
She picked you off as if were nothing
You didn’t fight it
You were ready to go
I don’t know what hurt more losing you or knowing you were in love with someone else