Can I PLease Love You?

[poppoetry]

You came to class drunk.
I know we aren’t speaking,
but you were, are, my
First.
I want to know what is wrong but...
she tells me this is normal.

This is not normal.

You got a tattoo yesterday…I’m worried.
You said you were past it, but is anyone really past it?
I’m not.
You said you didn’t like me,
like that,
but I like you, like that.
Can’t I still be worried? Can’t I still love you?
Will you ever let someone love you?

I don't want to sound glib but I feel the pain and confusion and loss in this poem, it reads great and is nice and Punchy, the sense is love is lost and hard to accept, Or is it?, good poem and reads well, I won't critique grammer because I'm terrible at it and am too lazy to get it right so have no place correcting others but I like this poem, I get a sense of a really personal element to it too, nice.