She gave all the love she could to you
yet you call her unmemorable

She cried all her tears for you
yet you call her emotionless

She sold her heart to you
yet you call her uncaring

She was your rock
yet you call her unstable

She was your world
yet you call her nothing

She was every word you said
yet you call her unspoken

Where is the truth?

For your lies were her last cries
yet you call her yours

Jasmine Thompson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yours-28/