I think I know why you did not like me
Even thought I just wanted to be
Liked by you, at least as a friend
But I know now, it must come to an end
Poems after poems, you do not leave my mind
Constantly thinking about you, about how I was kind
Stupidly kind to someone who didn't deserve me
But I think I know now, I think I see
you loved to play with girls who were just attracted
By the way you speak, the way you acted
But not the way those situation-ship ended
I loved that too, but what about the rest?
What about the feeling that I felt in my chest?
But
I think I know now, it was just a test....
