In Love

Calling it a date but please do not come.

I’ll be mad – for just a little while.

If you have to come,

proceed with full speed.

Love is only beautiful

in its infancy.

Life loses its glitters,

when promises kept

and vows realized.

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Calling it a date but please do not come.

My heart will ache – for just a little bit.

In your absence,

my soul is free to roam the empty park

and the cigarette lives to see its demise.

I wonder:

Will she come tomorrow?