When I Was

When I was young and so naive
to the ways of this World, ours,
I would fall in love, at a moments notice
with someone I had just met.
Of course it was infatuation, which I felt,
as the blood coursed through my veins.
The newness of a face, with much charm
would bring forth thoughts of love. Then
the cold, heart of reality, would set in,
as you began to realize what
a mess I was in. Perhaps a date
or meet for a Coke and fries,
for when the truth struck you,
is when you became more aware
of your emotions, which flew at your
core, of your vulnerable, unprotected youth.