My Half Life Poem by Glen Martin Fitch

Boy, meeting you that day
was such a blast.
I laughed, I stared, I glowed.
I felt so good.
I felt so special,
valued, understood.
“Could this be it? '
I thought and
“Can it last? '
We met again.
You dropped the bomb on me.
You're spoken for.
My luck!
Just like the rest.
As if you could be free.
I should have guessed.
“At-first-sight love'
comes with no guarantee.
So torn in two,
at odds,
I did my best to hide,
to lessen love and act at ease.
Just to be near you,
how I sought to please you.
Over time
I've felt a kind of rest.
And so we're friends.
Just friends.
I live my lie,
'Cause if the theory's true,
my love can't die.