i wrote a song about you

I wrote a song about you, and I thought I'd always feel the way I did when I wrote that song.
But now I don't, and it's just...strange.
You didn't do anyhting to me. You're still the same person you always were.
Maybe I'm the different one.
Now I know I wasn't in love.
It was just a crush.
A passing crush.
I feel sad talking like that about you.
But it's true.
I wrote a song about you months ago, on June 8th, before I went away to camp and it changed my life, before I started 7th grade.
I thought I'd always feel the way I did when I wrote that song.
But now I don't.
Now I've changed.
Now I am a new person--
well, a different version of me.
And that's okay.
I wrote a song about you four months ago.
I called it "Drifting Away."
Now, I am no longer drifting.
My feet are planted firmly on the ground.
I know who I am.
I can do this.
I am happy.

(this isn't exactly a poem, kind of just a jumble of mixed emotions, but you can think of it whatever way you like)