Cheater, Cheater

Let me tell you the story of how things got this bad
It might make you happy, it might even make you sad
So listen to my story, that I’m about to tell
Yes, listen to me good, and listen to me well

My story starts not long ago, about two summers past
It was a year at summer camp and it would be my last
I met and liked a boy there, who was about my age
In the story of my life, he’d be the one to turn a page

Upon coming back home, we started to go out
We sure did like each other, of this there was no doubt
But problems did crop up, right out of the blue
We were going out, our parents didn’t want us to

We had to break up ‘cause of them, it was no fun at all
The only time I saw him was in school, in a hall
He found a new girlfriend, and that was fine with me
They looked so cute together, as everyone could see

I admit I had some jealousy, deep within my heart
But I wasn’t going to mope just because we were apart
Then one day he came over, it was after school
And we did something definitely, that would break the rule

He’d come over to my house to get something that he’d leant
I just have to tell you this, I just have to vent
We talked awhile; then it happened, kisses were exchanged
It felt like it had happened before, but it was not arranged

Things did happen, we fooled around, and yes, we had some fun
We enjoyed each other, and played around, until we both were done
And then he had to go back home, which I did not enjoy
I wanted him to stay here, to always be my boy

I knew I could tell know one, I know it was a sin
There was no way this situation could be a win-win
I couldn’t tell my pals: they’d tell his girl he wasn’t true
But I had to tell someone; that’s why I’m telling you.

There’s just one question that irks me in the back of my head
“Which of us two girls did he really want to bed?”
The thing is, why would he cheat, if he loved her so?
And ‘cause I knew they were going out, why didn’t I say no?

Regardless of what’s said and done, I’d still like to ask “who?”
To ask him who he really likes, to see what he would do
‘Cause he cannot go out with her, and still “have fun” with me
He knows he shouldn’t do that, that is plain to see

Yet, he’ll continue on this way, making my life hell
While she’ll be going out with him, her life will go so well
I wish that I could make him choose, make him pick between us
But I don’t need more trouble now, don’t want to cause a fuss

I know I should move on, just get on with my life
The problem is I love him, despite all this stress and strife
So I will keep on doing this, we’ll see for how long
It’s not that it is hurtful, it’s more that it is wrong

But I want his affection, just like all the rest
I want to seduce him, but I don't wanna be a pest
So I’ll let things continue on, I’ll go about my way
And we’ll see what tomorrow brings; after all, it’s a new day....

Please feel free to send me feedback on this poem and send me any ideas you might have for other poems. Also, I'd really appreciate it if you would vote. FYI, I'm writing another poem right now from the girlfriend's point of view.