love in early spring

I love you I told her
as I held
her hand
across the table,
in early spring,
the trees were beginning
to go green, the sun
at last
a warm beacon
upon us in the courtyard.
but she didn't
hear me.
she was staring into her
phone, and said
hold that thought,
I need to text
this person back,
he's so funny. just
an old friend, not
to worry.