love a poem

think I’ve fallen 

Fallen from my peak 

She said we’d last forever 

And we haven’t spoke in weeks 

But I can’t chase her no more 

I only chase mills like my name’s meek

I wanna stack the money so high 

Till I’m stinking rich yeah I might reek 

My heart is cracked and my heart its about to shatter

Had enough sadness knowing that I could have had her

At a lost, now my lean is the only contacter

Had to cross two lines but one had no