I wrote this one night while I was trying to lie to myself. I tried to say that this person had meant nothing to me - a vain attempt to get over my broken heart.

We were actually perfect for each other, but I wanted nothing more than to mend my own heart in the quickest way possible. He was the first person I have ever loved and it hurt when I still loved him, but he no longer had the same feelings for me.

This poem originally was published in Love Poems - Teenage Love Poems