I fell in love

but I never told

sat back—

and wrote morose.

I was romantic

from the beginning

nobody noticed,

sat back—

and they labeled me stupid.

How it changes,

how everything changes,

you do not see it

neither do you feel,

you just look back

and wonder how different it is.

I asked—

why be so reflective?

life is meant and needs must be,

accept or deflect

or straightaway be a fugitive.

How factual,

how practical

it is

today;

I love you,

I love you too, babe:

End scene.