Love

The love I had for you wasn't enough to make you satisfied. I could never make you happy because you were playing around with other girls who made you happy, therefore you didn't meed me to make you happy. I knew what you were doing but I stilled tried to make you happy because I wanted to be the one who you picked to make you happy the rest of your life, Guess my effort and determination wasn't enough to make you stay.

This poem is about: 
Me

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