I could fall in love with her.

She promises
everything and anything.

No
She promises nothing
She merely alludes to every
intangible dream,
good or bad,
that I've ever had.

She demands commitment
She rewards dogged repetitive tenacity to
to the point of suffering.
Then again,
sometimes she gifts things for no reason.

It's odd but the harder I look at her,
the more I study her for understanding,
the more vague she becomes.

She threatens me sometimes,
maybe a lot,
and occasionally she springs
nasty surprises.

In spite of her meanness,
I imagine giving her some part of myself
but
she's fickle about gifts
and completely ungracious when she
refuses them.

Still,
you've always got a chance with her.
At least until you don't.

I would.
I would make her mine.

But Yesterday,
that ***** just won't leave me the **** alone.