Return to Archive Poem by:Roseanne O'Hagan Poem: You Are . . . You are my everything, You are the best But your fault is that, You think you know the rest You love me I like you, There's someone else I think you know who, He treats me badly You treat me nice, You've a heart made of gold, His hearts made of ice He shall not stay, While you shall be close That's why I'm confused, About why I love him the most, I really like you, But I cannot pretend, to love you like normal, So this has to end. . . .