Author: Alright. So this is a very personal poem to me. I couldn't even use my pen-name on it. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't but it's the letter or whatever that I never could say. I'm willing myself to post it because I have to do something to get it off my chest. I can't tell anyone and I just have to hope to God no one I really know reads it. Because it's true. This Is Real. And I don't know what to say. Enjoy my heart.

Sometimes I wonder about you. Wether you were really real.

I hated you because I didn't know how I felt.

Actually, I knew how I felt...That's the problem.

I wasn't ready and you weren't willing to wait.

Looking at it factually, we were nothing.

You were dating my Best friend.

You had a 4 year relationship with her.

You two were in love.

But through it all, even she couldn't leave us alone.

I thought maybe she knew too. She loved you.

There was no way she would let you go.

But I was here, and worth so much more.

We could've been something, could still be.

Somehow I fell in love with you.

And you fell in love with me.

Or so I thought. Sometimes though,

our minds play tricks on us.

Now that you're gone, and all these girls.

They're claiming that you had a "thing" for them.

And now I'm wondering...Am I like them?

Was I just played by either my mind or you?

You told me that I, "was the one that got away."

But what does that mean? Was I saved?

I don't know what to think.

To protect my heart. Or watch it break?

A true Casanovia.

You left my heart in tangles.

Always yours,

Sara J. Hribik