Your Love

All last summer in case you don't recall.
I was yours
and you were mine
forget it all.

Is there a line that I could write.
Sad enough to make you cry.

All the lines you wrote to me
were lies.

The months roll past
the love that you struck dead.

Did you love me only in my head?

Things you said and did to me.
Seemed to come so easily.
The love I thought I'd won
you give for free.