Why did he kiss my lips?
How could he do it,
And then deny it all?
He didn't mean a thing he said.
Or a thing he did.
He's putting it all behind.
And running away to Florida.
He's taking my best friend.
I'm afraid he'll hurt her too.
I pray for her saftey.
I hope he doesn't hurt her like he's done me.
May God keep her safe.
I only wish her luck.
And if by some small chance she comes back,
I'll be here waiting.
This poem was written on December 10th, 1998
