Teacher - A Rough, Imperfect Poem

I didn't ask to know him,

He came into my life by chance.

The teacher with the deep eyes,

I drowned in them so fast.

We clicked almost immediately,

His touch making me shiver.

I trusted him, confided in him,
For months he made me shimmer.

His attention made me glow,
His kisses made me explode.

For the first time in forever,
I felt wanted, not alone.

He understood me, or so I thought,

His trembling lips making me weak.

He told me he wanted me, he needed me,
And with those words I was complete.

But I wasn't enough for him,

My attention gave his confidence a rise.
And while I was at home thinking of him,
Another man was falling into those eyes.

Suddenly, he was gone,
I wasn't his 'handsome' any more.
Everything we had was ironically the past,
The history teacher and I were no more.

It's so easy to deny what we had,
When you're happy with somebody else.
So I'm left here, drowning in these feelings,
Feelings I didn't ask for, but you taught me so well.

You taught me that I wasn't good enough.
You taught me that I trust too easily.
You taught me that I shouldn't open up.
You taught me that everyone I care for leaves me.