He calls me his May
The month where summer sets in
The time where we\'d bask in sunlight on a sunny day
The emotions of warmth and love come to display
He\'d call me his May
But now we\'re in the month of June
Where his new priorities were giving a feeling of dismay
Where the tragic heartbreak caused me to be in disarray
He would now never call me his May
Because we\'re slowly entering July
Our happiness and memories. They fade away
In the distance where I have no control
From being his May
To then no longer be his May
To never hearing him utter \"May\"
This May be because perhaps I was only May