All good things seem to come to an end.
I can't belive all you want to be is a friend.
Just when I was starting to feel so much love.
You flew away from me you beautiful dove.
Now all I do is stay up at night.
Getting ready for my upcoming fight.
I've decided to leave to go away from here.
I hate to say it but it is because of you dear.
This will be my last poem from now on.
Because soon I'll be gone.
