Is this Love?

It's been over six months since we last spoke.
Six long months of solitude.
Beng alone...
Without a care in the world.
Bu why does every time I look at you,
I can't help but to remember all the good times we had.
I know it might sound cheesey but thats all I can think of.
But do you still love me?
Do you remember all the good times we had?
Do you wish to even try to remember?
Probably not because you fell for someone else.
I don't know why I waste my time writing about you.
Maybe because I thought that you were the one.
The one that I could call mine forever,
And nobody could change that.
Except him apparantly.
But as you read this poem that I have made for you.
Ask yourself this.
Is he truly the one?
What has he done for me?
Will he be there when I need him most?
Then ask him and he will say...
"I will always be there for you."
But is that really the truth?
Can you trust him with your life?
Maybe,
I'm not saying that he won't be there for you.
I'm saying that the person you trust the most.
May be your downfall.
And that is all I have to say.