My poem from a long time ago.....USED

Used
Used me, thats what you did
you didnt care
with your heart of steel
body of stone

you abused me, took what i had
made me think it was fine
that it was okay adn not wrong
but you lied
took everything, you never gave
because you couldnt

being made of ice and stone
im glad your gone.
Used, abused, adn left with nothing
in darkness waiting for the next person
to fix me, to put me back together

he found me and slowly pieced me
together and holds me gently.
i hate you for whta you did
i love him because he stays adn loves,

he cares, takes what i can give
but give in return
made of flesh and blood
and not of stone, steel, or ice
my heart sings for him.
im glad you left
adn passed me along
so i could find him

the one who loves
not uses, abuses, or takes
without giving in return.
not using me for my mind
not abusing my body and soul
not taking without permission
nor without giving first
for this is why i love him
and he loves me

goodbye forever
to you and your ways
the touches these days
are warm and full of heart

goodbye to you
and you heart of ice and stone
i now have one that beats
as loud and as strong as mine
with love and life[i][b]