Things Change

This isn't really a poem, it's more like venting... So if anyone has criticisms, i understand.

From the day that we met, i knew you had to be mine,
You had that sexy smile and that glint in your eye,
I was young then and didn't understand,
Those traits mark a player and what he has planned,
But now I'm all grown up and have had you as my own,
So now i know what it feels like to be hurt and all alone,
Never knowing where you were or how drunk you were going to be,
Thoughts of you with someone else began to tempt me,
Then one day you went from happy as could be,
To in my face screaming at me,
It was then that I realized you wanted only one part of me-and it was not my heart,
You wanted what you had wanted from the very start,
Tears streamed down my cheeks,
I'm not a booty call hun- sorry, maybe next week,
That was when i realized why you're never able to come see me,
I'm not putting out - but she is...