her flowers.
roses,
a bouquet
of some sort.
daffodils,
orchids,
petunias.
i was trying to win
back
the affection i thought
i once had.
an apology of sorts.
of falling
on my own sword.
chocolates too.
i believed
in the power of hallmark
cards.
of lover letters,
poetry.
jewels.
it was all in the game.
a game
where i thought i knew
the rules.
but didn't not, really,
it takes some years to
get wise
to women,
to wake up
and not be that fool.
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