As the leaves were falling
And the northeast wind approaching
A gust of sadness — a moment I was dreading
The cycle of “someday’s” and “maybe’s” reaches an ending
Though the actuality of it is quite relieving
The thought of it leaves me bawling

After days of loneliness
And nights of just dullness
Even chocolate was tasteless
Time was becoming senseless
When the pain felt like to the nth degree
And lost all desires of breaking free
Comes something I did not foresee

Part I

This isn’t how I do this usually
Getting texts from you daily
I can’t deny that it’s an amenity
And maybe in six weeks we could possibly
Meet up for coffee or hibiscus tea
Cause I’d really love to be with you physically
I don’t mind seeing you weekly
Becoming fond of you lately
Maybe we could be a reality

Part II