July - After

I think I'll love you always,
and for that I'm truly grateful.

For months I tried to hate you;
made it easy to forget you.
Then realization hit me,
hate is not the answer.
And I didn't really hate you.
I could never really hate you.

I've tried really hard to move on,
and I know I'm almost there.
But loving someone else?
I don't think my heart can bear.

You taught me many things,
in those there's how to love.
Both myself and many others.
You said I was too good,
for just anyone to have.
And to be honest,
that was missing.
That was a thought I'd never had.

Thanks to you I learned my worth;
I know I'm not just trash,
despite what my head wishes to say.

You helped me ignore the voices,
helped me learn about myself.
You taught me things about the world.
Things I'll never dare forget.

You showed me heartbreak and despair,
but also happiness and freedom.
You showed me that you care;
frozen hearts can also melt.

You hurt me in ways,
I never thought were true.
You broke my tiny heart,
in pieces; more than two.
And for that I won't forgive you.
I don't even think I can.

I was hurt for such long time,
I never thought I'd see the light.
I was so angry we didn't speak,
and at the time I couldn't see.
I was so blinded by spite,
that I didn't notice moving on.

My first poem, I wrote for you,
and I think my last has now arrived.

Our story has now ended,
yet I hope it's not the end.
I'll love you always,
my dear friend.
And I hope you never forget,
when you feel alone at night,
that a great girl once loved you,
and I fear she'll never stop.

Good-bye.