A fortnight later
And he’s gifted me
A glimmer of hope
This, while simply minding my business
He could be the one
But he often disappears
Then I’m left to ponder
My only warning, being a moment’s notice
Then he reappears
As if to make amends
My heart jumping with joy
As if to tell me, “Didn’t I say so?”
Who does he think he is?
Leaving me in disarray
Telling me about his day
Then gone in a whiff
I better stay calm
Guard this heart of mine
Lest she warms up to him
For the grandest of falls
A fortnight to come
I may be left morose
And so maybe it’s time
To dish out my trusty detachment