My Private Cemetary

This poem I wrote my freshman year of highschool about the first "boy" I "loved" .

There are a thousand words I could say
To help move on with My life
And get through this day
There's nothing I can do
That doesnt leave me
Crying out to you. Our love is still there
As I sit here and wait for you
Feeling as though This isnt fair
I told you I loved you
And you have nothing to say
What else am I supposed to do?
I cant wait forever
While you move on and I watch our love
rot and weather. I am moving on
My mourning time has come and gone
You will be nothing but
An everlasting memory
With a cold grave. In my private cemetary.