My poem

I wrote this poem for my girlfriend who recently broke up with me. I used the v for vendetta speech as an inspiration. It's my first attempt at poetry except for in school. It's not quite finished yet but close.

I constantly attempt to collect my thoughts,
They crowd my conscious,
Confusing the conjectures I have constantly created.

But I pursue my conclusions with conviction,
I cut out the creeping and crawling thoughts that attempt to convince me that we were corrupt.

With confidence I now correct my crooked cognizance,
And coincidingly concur that my created conjectures are not merely concocted.

These coincidental feelings I craft constitute...


That's as far as I've gotten so far but I plan on going on and telling how I am still in love with her. Any suggestions and construction is very welcome.