"Lost Love"
jhenness@uiuc.edu

I gave her my heart,
I gave her my soul,
And when I opened up and bared my weakest parts,
She calmly comforted me with hopes and dreams,
And when I no longer fit in her dreams,
She quite quickly used my heart as a pincushion,
And now with long needles sticking from my beating heart,
I press on with little hope for happiness,
Let alone the dangerous thing called LOVE!  :-(
                                -John "The brokenhearted"