She walks up to him;
Steps one, two, three.
She looks at him,
Wondering if this could be real.
He looks at her,
Love at first sight.
He waits for her, she walks;
Steps one, two, three.
He holds her tight,
Not wanting to let go.
For one, two, three seconds
and four, five, six more.
He lets her go,
Looks at her, she looks at him
For four, five, six seconds.
They begin to walk forward.
Faster and faster he walks,
And more and more she stares.
She slows him down, they joke
For seven, eight, nine weeks they laugh non-stop.
They fight,
They quarrel,
For ten, eleven, twelve minutes.
Then they're back to what they were.
She fears rejection,
He fears pain.
Within two, four, six days,
He sees her heart in pain.
He doesn't understand why.
Though she barely does as well.
For eight, nine, ten hours she cries,
She cannot sleep during those nights.
She causes pain to both him and her.
He goes away,
And within seven, eight, nine weeks,
He's gone for more than days.
She hates herself for doing so.
Yet hates him for his go.
He's gone forever, though that's what's on her mind.
And within one, two, three weeks, he returns back into her life.
Five, ten, fifteen minutes this conversation goes,
He doesn't want a relationship anymore,
She feels that rejection she despises,
And within two, four, six days, she sees herself as ill.
Within eight, ten, twelve weeks, she sees him with somebody new.
From those one, two, three steps she walked,
and those seven, eight, nine weeks they laughed
She couldn't help but be happy for him.
She wore that mask every eight, nine, ten days she saw him.
Sadly, she couldn't read his mind.
Though, she always questioned,
Eleven, twelve, thirteen times, was it real?
