A Poem of Woe

I met this girl,

she was really nice,

but in time I knew,

I would pay the price.

I was honest and transparent,

but is wasn't quite apparent,

that I'd be prone to errant,

for this I now groan.

We talked everyday,

but not from today,

unfortunately, I can not convey,

my amount of dismay.

I told her I'd screw it,

be she thought nothing to it,

she told me I'd be fine,

oh but now I do rhyme.

So I opened my heart,

without fear of it falling apart,

only to have a harsh depart,

it's only in this poem I impart.

She thought I was obsessed,

I near felt cardiopulmonary arrest,

for I had been misunderstood,

for infatuation got the best.

I protest that there was no lust,

I only had like, for this it was just,

she was not affectionate at all,

there was no question at all.

Oh how I have gone on,

however this issue has foregone,

it's time to put it to rest,

it is really for the best.

After a discussion with INFJs,

for now I am amazed,

for how I had crazed,

it's only after this discussion with them,

I could be myself again.