I thought I was over her for good;
My love is now no more! I cried.
An illusion though it was, for
My love for her had never died.
Something happened this very day,
Though what happened exactly is a blur;
I made sure I checked very well,
But Emode said, she isn’t here!
Like Iraq I was in shock and awe,
My last standing link to her was gone;
Though I must admit, I didn’t
Expect it to last this very long.
You see, I have been a bad bad
Boy, ignoring her birthdays and such;
I really didn’t know how to tell
Her, she meant to me so very much!
I wrote, you may stop writing if you wish
— Obligation’s something I dislike;
Write me only if you want to
— I received no letters since that night.
She, a light (so very bright!),
Appeared a mere dim for a while.
Then she left, and I, bereft,
Am left with an upside-down smile.