She was a bright relief
from all the bitty boys.
made me laugh,
made me nervous,
made me happy.
But, of course, it
had to end.

The end came from my night
mind. Too many questions
about the future turned me
from any future with her.

To be truthful, I never saw
anything with her. Maybe I
just faked it for the novelty
of a girl being interested in
me when no boy ever was.

In the end,
only then did I realise that
she was the paperweight,
I, the paper.
It only took a strong wind,
namely the depths of my mind,
to lift her from me and
reveal how I truly felt
about her.
Just a paperweight.
No huge importance.

Of course.