You used to
Love
Me
But now you’re
Gone

You have left me with 
A journal, some
Memories,
An empty bed,
And a couple of
heart pieces 

I have since
Closed the journal
Blocked out the memories
And
Glued back the heart 

As for the bed?
I will fill
with desperation
with empty feelings
And boys that try to do me right

None of them can do me like
You did.