It Hurts

So you've found someone new. It's been 5 days. Not even a week Is it true? I don't know. I hope not It could just be a misunderstanding Maybe she's lying to turn me against you I just don't know But it hurts I'm sitting here with my mind imploding You said when you were feeling better You didn't mean that at all You lied right to me And it hurts It sounds cheap, like I don't care But I do And I don't claim to be a great poet I don't even claim to be decent I don't get poetry. It's mostly downcast and rarely fun Where are the poems about a great trip? Where are the poems about just being satisfied because you're spending time with someone you love? But can I really blame them? I'm just sitting here typing what I think. I feel betrayed. You can probably tell This wouldn't have happened on Wednesday I'm not gonna write a poem over a rejection Even if it felt like a joke to begin with Only hours? Are you kidding me? Is this just a prank? I've written poems about rejection and depression You can read them if you want But this is different. Did you even care in the first place? Right now I'm not so sure Was it all a ruse just to mess with my head? I don't know But I write this poem quick I'm almost out of time I've got lunch soon I'm in study hall On Wednesday I was fine I had hours of mental preparation Even though it hurt, I could cope This is news I just heard this morning About your supposed new relationship Would you rather I make it public Over on Tiffin Griffany Where anyone can see? Where I said you were my favorite person ever? Where I can expose you to a wider audience Of people that won't let this slide? No- I'm not like that. I don't want to do that I don't want to slander you just because it hurts That's immature That's hateful, that's hypocritical And I'm better than that. I still love you. But it hurts.