When I Met You

When I first met you, 

I was at a low place,

I didn’t know what to do.

You held out a hand,

Said it was okay,

And you said you’d understand.

I fell in love,

But was it wrong?

I never knew what you were made of.

You had a heart of ice.

I don’t know why I ever,

I tried to be nice.

You hurt me in ways,

I didn’t know I could be.

But I was hurt for days,

Weeks, Months.

We went our separate ways.

A.B.