A poem I wrote about a certain person that didn't know how to value and appreciate what he had.
Good luck on everything that you
will accomplish in life.
Good luck on learning to really love
and on learning not to lie.
Good luck on fixing your mistakes
because you were the one who
created them in the first place.
Good luck on mending hearts because
you break them in pieces and have torn us apart.
Good luck on fighting for the woman
you love because you like to stand there and
watch her go.
Good luck on showing who you really are
because you don't like to show the feelings
you have deep inside your heart.
Good luck on your new love and this is the
truth, because from what I see she's
the only one in love with you.