I thought it was a good day,

I seemed pretty bright.

Everything was going my way,

Until came the night.

I went to go see him,

Though he didn’t want to be seen.

The sun was starting to dim,

I had to remember “a teen will be a teen.”

I asked him how he felt,

It’s like he didn’t want to say.

Suddenly I felt my heart start to melt,

Yet I decided to stay.

He told me he doesn’t feel the same as before,

Of course I felt like crying.

I asked if it was because I was a bore,

My heart felt like he was lying.

Then I left and went home,

To my bed where I laid.

My thoughts started to roam,

Then I told myself “I knew there was a price to be paid.”