He approached me and said
I did it for her
I cried on the inside
Praying deep inside he will not notice

Maybe I did want him to
I wanted him to notice
The pain he causes every time he says
"It was for her"
It felt as if he reprehended me
Saying it was not for you

He said, she was his motivation
The reason for his heart yet to beat
Yet in my confusion
He has another
Can love do that?

Can love allow such a hypocrisy
Can love allow him to love one yet be with another
I would not know'
Or I cannot speak with experience

She loved him too
She cried when she found out
She was devastated and I comforted her
It hurt me like a blade piecing deep into my heart
But I stood strong for her

It hurt to know that he loved her
Was with another and I
I was alone

It hurt to have to stand strong
While seeing here cry
While I pretended not to care about him
I prefer to think it is not love
Because it would hurt more

But honestly I do not think it is
Because love is pure and he...
And she...
He said he would sacrifice everything for her
Yet pursued the like of another
And as they stood together

My friend cried and I died
I was jealous
Not only at the fact the he loved her
Or that her was with her
But that they could express their feelings openly

He asked,
You liked me, and I hurt you
Yet you do not hate me
And they said not to care
And I did not hurt them as much as I hurt you
Yet you don't hate me but they do
Why?

I said nothing, I said
It would hurt me more to hate you
But I really wanted to correct his sentence
He used in proper tense
He spoke in the past when it is really
The present!

I did not like you,
I never stopped liking you!

Never mind, I did like you
Now, I love you!

But what know I about love
I am only 17