He made me write poems when I was brokenhearted
He made me rhyme when I was excited
I thought that I was a no one who found someone
Turns out he was my lesson, that love is not for everyone.
I learned and moved on, finally able to let go of the hurt
My reply to the heartbreak was at first curt
But when the dust settled
I matured and won the battle.
He made me write poems…