I remember my first love,
The sweet darling.
I remember my last love,
Root of all evil.
I remember all the loves in between,
Ruthless and debonair.
I never dated neither of them,
My ways being wayward and difficult.
They couldn't love me,
Not like I loved them!
And as the years have passed on,
Like the souls who have passed on this winter,
They have been clumped together
To form a ball of nothing.