By Niki Date: 27 January 1998
You took my trust, my confidence. Swept me off my feet. Boy, you sure surprised me. I fell fast and hard. I fell all over you. You left me. You liked that, didn't you? Your heartless games were successful. Congratulations. I can only hope. That your heart is a little bigger, with the piece of mine in it. And next time, whoever it is, that finds herself falling over you. Won't have to pick up so many pieces.