What is going on?

What is going through your head?
I thought you cared or so you said.
You left without saying good bye,
All I do lately is cry.
I gave you my heart,
You threw it away.
now we're apart,
There's nothing left to say.
Why did it come to this?
Is there something I missed?
From the first day I saw you,
I hoped you felt the same way too.
From the last day we were together,
I thought it would be forever.
Now things have changed,
and my life has rearranged.
Wishing you were here,
Holding you near.
No where around,
Are you to be found.

By Stephani Fajardo
AKA *Stupunka*
I wrote this at the age of 18 and it was published in Promises - Iliad Press