errrmmm....ok im def. not da poetic type...i mean sure i used to write poemz wen i was a kid...n den i lyk totally stopped....n den 1 day i got tis sudden urge to jus grab a pencil n paper n strt scriblin n here i present to u da poem on which i was wrkin on fr da past 2 mnthzz.....lemme knw wat u thnk abt it...plz

I'm not quite sure where to begin
It seems this pain it never ends

I met this guy and things were great
And I actually thought this must be fate

He seemed so perfect in every way
But to him it was just a game to play

I opened my heart and let him in
For once I thought I'm going to win

And now my heart, it needs some mending
Because all that time he was just pretending

But see, this guy, he has to stay
Because of this friendship we've built on each day

But only after the heartache and tears
I opened my eyes and things became clear

Because after all it actually was fate
I'm glad I realized before it was too late.