It ended in an awkward silence, Disappointment
You gave too little?
I asked too much?
Why didn’t you see the signs,
the codes to my euphoria?
encrypted with a special “143”
You miscalculated…We miscommunicated
our desires
ill-fated.
Now the awkwardness looms ahead
with dusky hues of Melancholy
Warring Son-of-Ugly
Am I to be blamed for our lusty misfortunes?
The perpetrator of a bittersweet ordeal?
Or do we wipe the slate
and re-write our fate?
to become what we were not
…perfection
You miscalculated…We miscommunicated
our desires
ill-fated.
It ended in an awkward silence.
