1st
i missed him
his peculiarity,
his felicity,
his solitude,
his kindness,
with scintilla
of him
being rude.

2nd
and then
once again
we were reunited
then feelings
were tad red.

3rd 4th 5th
everything went
on and on
taking each other's
turn

friday
stuff happen
fastly seemingly
slowly
creating more fondness,
likeness, and mess

friday night
there she says
how long everything
could, would, or should
last
the epitome of
calendared,
targeted,
earned,
and wanted
"love."