I don't know if I would exactly call this a love poem, more like an "after love" poem. After a breakup one of the hardest things is seeing the one you love with someone new. This guy broke my heart and I was just wishing he could feel some of the pain that I felt. I did not wish him and his new love well. And be honest, who really does?

I wrote this poem when I was very young and my boyfriend left me for another girl. I thought he hung the moon, and I was so hurt when I found out he didn't. Love is so beautiful in the beginning and so ugly in the end.