To have loved and lost..

He is an enigma,
an intellect and decidely indifferent,
She is vivacious, a lesser enigma,
woman & child at once, yet a little distant.

Furtive glances are exchanged,
coffee outings are framed,
pitter patter of raindrops is heard,
Everything is said without a word..

More intimate now, they read morning papers together,
go shopping for groceries in the most romantic weather.
They look perfect, are inseparable
losing each other, the thought is unbearable.

Another day, another story,
there he is, with someone, maybe temporary.
She wonders, one arguement could break us?
Cries & shouts, could he really transgress?

To get him back, she moves heaven and earth,
he cannot see what she is worth..
She resigns, wishes him well,
in solitude, her eyes bleed & swell..

She sees them everyday, share meals & rides,
workplace isn't always paradise.
No one to answer her plea,
She is miles away from the hint of glee..

Repeated efforts and all come to a naught,
but really,to have loved and lost?
Soon they will tie the knot,
while she is torn in colors for the cot..

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