If you loved us we would’ve lasted .

Last on the list the one you like to miss.

If it didn’t hurt and I could get over it, why am I in so much pain?

Pain is the stain

            the shame  

           of the many times I stayed.

If you changed, why are you still the same?

Same ol’ thang.

What if I’m done?

Been done.

What if I continue to rise above, found love?

Love yourself that’s your wealth.