Love Dilemma

I wrote a poem After we talked After you said goodbye_ _ _ I also drew something on a paper While we were talking While you said something I was listening I just don't remember But I wrote a poem. I wrote a poem After you said goodbye_ _ _ maybe I'm a goner But I'll go with you, I will tell them how malicious You are How jealous of the future you are I wonder, why you only have British accent sometimes not other times? That night when you deflowered me, You made me feel desirable for the first time in my life. I was so nervous and full of adrenaline that my whole body was shaking uncontrollably. But you laid me gently on a king sized bed; softly telling me how super nervous you are too! You blew on me and it was heaven. you were on top of me dripping sweat so bad that I thought it was raining it was like forcing a train through concrete wall while making your way down my body I bled rapidly like a waterfall. After parking the bus, you left me in the pool of blood unconscious With a trembling hands and feeble legs, I crawled on the floor to get hold of you but in vain. You were my first story, but certainly my last surely I am a goner! And this time round alone For I wrote a poem in my mind