He was my first love You know the kind you don’t forget Now I know why they say that He hurt me more then you can ever imagine He said such harsh things to me He made me wanna die He was a jerk I mean now I don’t know what I ever saw in him Was it his amazing body? His good looks I know for sure it wasn’t his personality I mean who could love a personality like that I know who… me I really did love everything about him Although I deny it now I just can’t admit to liking someone like him At least not now Now its more of a ‘Yeah, that was then, this is now’ sort of deal You know the one where you say you’ve changed He just wasn’t worth the pain I went thru But I still went thru it And I still loved him I guess love does make us do funny things But I look at it this way He taught me something He taught me that love sometimes isn’t always love… Sometimes its lust disguised as love to make us hurt its funny that poem its about him and i think i still have some feelings for him