Love and other feelings: a poetry anthology

Remembrance of a Love Affair

My secret shame from the first time that I saw you, my heart fluttered. It was dark and the other people were dancing on the dance floor looking like they were having a really good time. I could only smell your breath and feel your hands curled around mine. I began to fall instantly in love with you because you did not like to dance, you hated dancing, and I love to dance. You were such a bad dancer that you had to spin me around the whole night long, and then you decided to escort me out of the party. I felt dazed and confused. Dazed because you felt affection towards me, and confused because your ex-girlfriend was there at the time. Then you disappeared forever! Now I am just writing out my feelings towards you.

Why God? How can I be happy when all I think about is him? Why did he have to leave me alone, to defend myself, and write all these stories about him? I could be very happy with him if we lived together. Alas, it's not meant to be. He told me that he loved me. I tried calling him several times, and he never returned to me. If this is what love is all about, I'd rather have no love at all, than keep writing my memories of him.