Him Poem by Standing in the Silence of Your Pain

cracked wheels in my head constantly grind,
does he actually regret what he said?
or was that just a lie to soothe my mind?
he knocked down the walls behind which i hid.
did he really think it would be funny,
to make me a joke for them to laugh at?
is it too much to hope that he liked me?
my friends don't believe he could've thought that...
why else would he treat me in this mean way?
he has caused me to shed too many tears.
'he's not good enough for you, ' they all say.
then why do i still like him, after his jeers?

i wish i didnt have answers to dread,
i wish thoughts of him would just leave my head.