A poem for my "FIRST" that didn't last.

Have you ever liked someone? Well, I do. Among all confessions, this was the best but I ended up wounded. I have always wanted to be honest at least for once with my feelings so I decided to muster up the courage and tell how I felt. I was brave and proud of myself for being vocal. In the end, my honesty turned out to be the cruelest thing I made for myself. It was the sweetest though, being a summer love victim...