You said. I say

You said God

I Said Gods

You said Church

I said Temple

You said Black

I said White

You said Pottu

I said No

No Pottu

For now

You said Love

I said Yes

You said Faith

I said Love

You said Religion

I said irrelevant

You said Ethnic

I say never really cared

'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

-Tennyson-

I have nothing to hold onto but
My memories 
My love for you
My pain
Its not exaggeration when I tell you life my life is truly over when you walked away
I have nothing left
I live each day like a fool hoping you turn back and come back

Mad Girl's Love Song

Sylvia Plath (1932 - 1963)

Mad Girl's Love Song

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"