I loved you and cared but you still walked out the door and broke my heart. you told me you loved me and would never leave or hurt me, but you did. I see you in the hallways on the street walking with your "girlfriend" and i want to break down and cry. I wrote poems about you and me all the time but I guess those were lies. I set here wondering what I could have done to make you stay but I realize you did not want me in the first place maybe it was guilt or I was a rebound but I still care about you and you moved on but i did not.