Repetitive

I am not mad nor sad
that you left me.
I am mad and yet sadden
on how you left me.
I was able to build myself
to start a new.
Then, you came into my life
as if you were just a lone
wanderer.
You were able to call me home,
but like all homes you wanted
to move somewhere better.
I gave you the fire that is
my love.

Only for you to put it out,
and leaving it empty without
a single notice.
Like the rest of them....
Leaving me with nothing
to start over.