Non-rhyming Poem

I would look at that girl and call her beautiful,
I would try to capture her when she was gone,
I would change her to make her better,
I would want her back when she stayed the same,
I would hate her as soon as she became now,
I would love her as soon as she became then,
I would long for her when I hate me,
I would love me when I was her,
I would hate her for now,
Because she is me.