She was puny;

He called her petite.

She was childish;

He called her cute

She wasn’t really alluring;

H called her unconventional.

She wasn’t really honest;

H called her diplomatic.

She was getting familiar;

He called her compatible.

At loss of words, they copulated;

Made love, He manipulated

With his euphemism running out;

Taciturns became deafening silences

From missing each other;

They had gone to missing from each other

The day had finally dawned upon;

He decided to end their story.

To only be left behind by her;

To end it’s epilogue.


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