One glance at each other,
Two souls locked as one,
Three days of being together,
Four months have now gone.
Five fights with no sorries,
Six nights with no calls,
Seven trials by fire later,
Eight months together in all.
Nine weeks of unreturned calls,
Ten questions, so confused,
Eleven friends -- sworn supports,
Twelve yellow roses now lie unused.
Thirteen weeks since we parted,
Fourteen nights of quiet reflection,
Fifteen fortnights left aside,
Sixteen doubts on the rejection.
Seventeen ways to mend myself,
Eighteen times I tried to call,
Nineteen suggestions of every kind,
Twenty debates,lengthy them all!
Twenty-one year olds,smarter than me!
Twenty-two mails written and deleted,
Twenty-three when we started this sojourn,
Twenty-four years of misery repeated...
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