Spinning Poem by Bernard Snyder

As I sit here
my head is still spinning
wondering why did you change
from the person I met in the beginning,
was it my mild demeanor
that brought about this attitude
even when you did me wrong
I laid back and laughed at you,
now you're ranting to your friends
about how things were so one sided,
because when we parted ways
I didn't get all excited,
so much time has passed since
and I thought all was forgiven
but the fact that you were the one that
messed up in the first place
really has my head spinning.