Walk of Trial

              I loved few, yet I loved many.
               Given my heart, taken back.
              I cried, I regretted choices.
               Girls I held, girls I let go.
               I cried and I cried for many.
                 I could not let go. Pain.
                  The pain hard to hide.

                A girl came, hard to let go.
                     Her hatred hurt.
                  She did not even care,
                I nearly died, she loved it.

               Moving on was hard even still.
               The girl after helped me most.
                  Yet still I was left,
               Only confusion and pain I knew.

               New girls I met, none I loved.
                I could not give up on her,
                      I just could not.
                   Then I found the best.

                     Cute like a kitty,
                        Like a lion.
                 None worked with me this well.
              No more do I feel as lost as before.