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in love with two,

and it torn me apart,

neither would have me

for my betrayal,

The first was my first,

she was my best friend,

I told her everything,

but I couldn't have her

so I betrayed her,

The second was my real love,

the passionate kisses,

endless text messages,

for months it was happiness,

Until I started having dreams again

of the first who I never got over,

I replayed the memores in my head

over again, never did I get to say goodbye,

but she wanted nothing to do with me,

I injured her spirit so much,

I wanted to make it up,

get the love off my chest,

but it was denied,

I told my second what was happening to me,

felt bad for not telling her the truth,

and so I did, I told her I was still in love

but that I also just as much loved her,

And this began the destruction of our

relationship, trust broken, again I hurt

someone I cared about, my anger was not justified,

I put her through so much maddness,

Now I have nothing and no one,

for a long time I felt betrayed by them

but then I realized that I was the betrayer,

I crucified my love, killed it, I don't deserve

to be loved;