You have stood me up
On two occasions.
One date we were
To meet at the art museum.

I stayed there for
Three hours
Looking at the artwork
And writing poetry.

For a while, I truly
Thought you'd show up,
But as I moved along
Through the gallery,
I knew you weren't coming.

The other date was
To an underground coffee shop.
I was also there for three hours.

I got a table in the red room
And sat there waiting.

I sipped on my London Fog
And looked across the table at the
Coffee I ordered you.

You never showed, but
After a while,
I just stopped checking my phone.

And as you forgot about me,
I forgot about your coffee
As I sat there writing about
How I'll never forget you.

A letter arrives
With the stamp
Tilted to the left.

The contents of the letter:
I'm sorry to do this
But we can never see each other again
I can't do this anymore

I had never been happier.

It was love at first sight
For me.
You still haven't quite
Caught on.
But we'll keep seeing
Each other
And maybe someday it
Will be
Love at sixty-seventh sight
For you.

I don't understand how love works
When you said you loved me,
You decided to kiss her.
When you said you needed me,
You resented the time we spent together.
When you said you couldn't live without me,
You moved to another state.
If this is love
Maybe it's fine that you're gone.

i cannot agree with the expression of sympathies in this day and age

you remind me of a winter's day
              TEMPERAMENTAL
and not at all genuine.

I'm not saying
My way is the right way,
But people hurt people,
So why do we name
Inanimate objects after them?

No audible dialogue,
       but I still hear
       your voice in my
       head.

No tangible embrace,
       but I still feel
       your arms wrapped
       around me.

No sincere promise,
      so you still let
      me down all the
      time.