A Bundle Of Contradictions

Inspired by Summertime Sadness. It's highly unedited! 
Chaos.
That’s the only word fitting the surroundings. That’s the only word fitting the events that occurred today.
That’s the only word describing her thoughts.
It’s a traffic jam on the bridge. The night is clouded, yet the grey moon is fully on display. The drivers around her are honking continuously, impatient to reach their places of destination.
As for her? She is beyond devastated.
Her hands are shivering on the black steering wheel and her gaze is on the BMW convertible ahead. Occasionally, she glances as the rear-view mirror.
Instead of seeing the bubbly, enthusiastic face that she’s accustomed to, she sees a closed woman – a young woman with eyes that look a thousand years old. A young woman who has just seen what it feels like to lose someone who had this powerful ability to consume her completely.
Her thoughts are revolving around him… his enigmatic nature… his deep, husky voice… his blue eyes – darker than the night…

A few pointers before you start reading this:  a) It's a mixture of blank verse and your typical rhyming-schemed poem. b) It's highly unedited.  c) It's kinda based - sorry, totally based - on a true story. 
I remember a time,  Where there were a few,  I slavishly adored,  And one of them was you;
I was a silly little girl,  Searching for an idol,  And there you were -  Pretty, introverted and rib-ticklingly funny! 
I remember boasting,  About your greatness;  I remember toasting,  Your many a success; 
I was a little peacock,  Only not as wondrous looking;  And you were the rain,  Giving me pure, unadulterated joy! 
But days passed,  Faster than a ray of light; Seasons changed,  And unfortunately, so did you; 
You became more beautiful,  You became more confident,  You became more popular,  You became someone I didn't know; 
The last time I saw you,  You weren't the sweetheart that you used to be;  You weren't the person I used to worship, day and night;  Now…