My first original poem. Based on a recent experience.

We were young.

Isn't that how it always starts?

We were foolish.

Isn't that why it falls apart?

I was in love.

Doesn't it seem so stupid?

You left me, you terrible boy.

How didn't I see it?

Months later, you call me.

What do you want now?

You tell me you want the old me back.

Guess who made her change?

You tell me that you used to love me.

Why didn't you tell me?

Now you just want to be friends.

Why won't you make up your mind?

You tell me to dump him, that he isn't good for me.

Who's the hypocrite now?

I think you might still like me.

Why do you keep bringing up your girl problems?

I'm trying to be strong, but you break me down.

Am I really the only one who changed?

I love you.

Why do I keep hiding it?

I hate you.

Why do I keep denying it?

Stop pulling me back.

Why do you still need me?

I try to get away.

What makes you keep me close?

We were young.

Isn't that how it always starts?