After wooing me
with his quick wit,
he shut down.
I had a fit.
invaded my thoughts,
twisted my guts
in neat little knots.
On the marquee
the secret I’d kept
bade me accept
the reality
that I don’t know how to be
and let him be
and let things be. 
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