Where are you now? You leave me with nothing but my crown. I was your king and you were my queen. Who would have thought we were nothing but teens. I admit that I was not strong, but I was there for you through right and wrong. The past is the past, these memories sure won't last. But if you could take it all back, would you? Because I won't, could you?
Coming up with titles is a lot more tougher than making up the actual poem (: