Roberta Thornton: (To someone who I used to love. - GK.IV)...
(To someone who I used to love. - GK.IV)
Yesterday you were my everything.
Today I do not know who you are.
You gave me shelter.
And yesterday you not only took my ground, you also took my soul.
And that is so painful, it leaves me breathless and sick.
Oh my noble love, why have you done this to me.
Why are you hurting me that much?
What bad have I done to you?