When we talked last,
They said it would never last,
And that at last,
You would be consumed with lust,
That in tears , it was bound to end,
I hoped we would never end,
That you would love me, and
Fight for us to the end
I wish I had known,
You were never mine to own,
That soon I would mourn,
When your heart others would own
Just, as they had claimed,
Like ants follow you they would,
And hard find it you would,
Keeping it locked
When we talked last,
Memories with me you left,
Some sad
Others not so bad.
