A Sonnet

I never knew how love could hurt my heart
Until I saw something there at the start
That was just some imaginary part
Of something that I wanted to be true.
To my friends who know me well, this was who
I never thought I would want to pursue
For he was not the kind I was into.
He just didn't have that kind of appeal.
But now I will really have to conceal
This aching pain so ultimately real
That did in a very short time reveal
I'm not immune to his alluring art.
And if there's one thing I now see through
It's that he did not find me his ideal.