It was your birthday and I wanted to surprise you,
even though I thought I was doing everything right it all fell through.
You had just gotten out of your evening college class,
and I remembered trying to walk there fast.
I started by giving you red roses because they were your favorite,
our night and truly wanted us to savor it.
I bought you a new dress for you to wear,
you looked so beautiful when you tried it on, I couldn't help but stare.
Together we drove out to eat for a nice dinner for two,
as we drove there, your words sure seemed few.
I was so in love with you, completely head over heels,
you made my mind spin like a thousand wild wheels.
Sitting down to a romantic dinner, you were still subdued,
my eyes, on you, were intently glued.
While I was praying for our dinner I slipped you another gift,
opening your eyes, and opening it, there still seemed to be a rift.
It was a necklace that I carefully latched around your neck,
little did I know that not many months after this I would soon be a wreck.
We ate our food and I remembered the chocolate that I got you,
for in my pocket it had melted a little bit, this I soon figured and knew.
I was so in love with you, but looking back, I know now,
that you felt uncomfortable and were getting ready to leave anyhow.
You knew then that I was not the one you wanted,
and now, this memory keeps me a little bit forever haunted.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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