Put Me First

I accepted that you did not put me first. But you kept putting me last. All the time. Last was the last place I wanted to be. I once wanted to be put first. By someone. Sometime. I accepted that you did not put me first. But last was a place, that I could not, bear to be. Last was a place, that ones true love, cannot placed be. Ones true love, is someone we run to, have to see. I accepted that you did not put me first. But you did not love me enough my love. You neglected me, rejected me, when me you did not see. Therefore you are going to lose my love. Do not forever try my sacrifice love. Or else I shall die, when I say goodbye, my love. Copyright © Terence George Craddock http: //www.poemhunter.com/terence-george-craddock/