I've always been slightly frail,
A little doltish as well
If I must say!

Reckless and careless,
I stumble;
on my feet not ready to support myself.

Going in a trance,
An ugly yet beautiful trance.

What am I to do?
If gravity pulls me
towards him.

Again and again,
Why?
I keep making the same mistake.

Falling for someone so recalcitrant,
So demanding
and absurd.

Now that he has left,
I feel;
different.
Not at ease though
But,
just different.

Wondering to myself,
An appropriate word for it.

Oh yes !
I know now
What it is.
Regretful !