In And Out of Love

Intensely random thoughts
Flying through my head
Nothing more to be heard
Nothing more to be said

I just sat there
Thinking about him
His every funny antic
His every crazy whim

I smiled in fondness
Recollecting his charming ways
Those endless phone calls
Through April and May days

In the months to come
I began fancying this boy
Never letting him know
What I felt inside

One fair evening
He began telling me
About this girl
He wished to “see”

I listened in silence
In heart-wrenching pain
To him describing her
Again and again

Little did he know
What anguish he caused
To his little girl
To her little heart

I neither wept nor hurt
I pretended I was fine
What was the point? I thought
When he would never be mine

I’ve decided to stay away
As far as can be
It isn’t right but
What other way did I see?

He’d get all confused
He wouldn’t understand
“Why are you doing this?”
He’d rave and rant

I’ll leave it at this
And what happens in time
Be it good or bad
I’ll put it in rhyme