You claim a strong heart, resolute and bold,
Yet, all women's hearts, tales of clay unfold.
Perhaps a departure left scars to replay,
Or love's nuances painted life in shades of gray.

Whether you've loved deeply or stayed away,
Your experiences shape the words you convey.
Love's a dance, sometimes a disarray,
A rhythm you navigate, night and day.

In our brief exchange, a glimpse on display,
One facet revealed, in a conversational relay.
Sweetheart, you're a gem, no need to betray,
Envy may linger, for the lucky one in your array.