The Sad Part Is That I Don'T Know Poem by Christian Rivera

I'm sitting alone again, crying over my long lost love
I'm thinking about her, and I'm wondering what she's thinking of
And the sad part is that I don't know
What I did to make her go
She left me bleeding, dying, cold
She left me gone without a soul

So I'm walking down a dead end street
Seems to go rolling on eternally
And I'm broken down with blistered feet
Not knowing why she left kills me

We seemed to have it all and more
Our throats were never really sore
Except for when we laughed so hard
We would tumble like a house of cards
And the sad part is that I don't know
What I did to make her go
She left me bleeding, dying, cold
She left me gone without a soul