A note to a woman,
who knows me well.
A note to a man,
who no longer dewells.
I know it wasn't easy
for what you did I don't blame you.
It's not that you were being sleezy
It had been true love with the first 'I do'.
To tell you how the story goes,
It took a little while you know,
Before I knew it, I was 21 yrs old,
He never got time to watch me grow.
I always knew without a doubt,
what you told me on that day,
from the debt
you tried to make me pay.
You broke a heart,
that was never whole,
You took a part,
Maybe that's why I am so cold.
