He gave her flowers,
With kisses and a card,
Wrote a poem to show her,
That true love is not that far.
He took her to dinner,
Spent quiet evenings admiring her beauty,
He even told her how he wondered,
How by having her he could be so lucky.
One day the first argument came,
She cried her heart out almost going insane,
That how could someone that said I love you,
Say and show things only hate can do.
Finally a compromise,
To adjust to each others' needs,
But compatibility was becoming questionable,
Love has turned to greed.
She could not bare losing him,
In the process she held him too tight,
He wondered about intentions and if this love is meant to be,
Because love grows and she hasn't grown out of her insecurity.
By: Rona Llanos
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