what else is there to do but uh...start this thing off wit a poem.. here goes nothin..and i mean that..

Do my feelings suspend
when i now think of you
am i over the fact
that i thought i loved you
can i be true to myself
and yet hold fast my dreams
carry all this with me
till all else seems
so far burried to the past
and holding my days of you
sadly said did not last
for did you even care
that i hurt when not with you
or lay bare
the truth upon another excuse
so gain witness to this
that when i was here
you were gone
though i always could dare
to you my heart is not drawn
so we'll lay this to rest
for its the last time
and sustain the best
of what loves left behind.