It starts with hello
A smile, a wink
A flush of the cheeks
That voice! He speaks
A note, a date
Things are looking great
A hug, a kiss
A phone call just so
He can say, “I love you”
But what’s this?
A text, a girl
A betrayed trust
Cold shoulders, anger
Our love in danger
Why? Why? Why?
No more holding hands
We’ve grown apart
A hug, a tear
He says, “I love you”
One last time
Out the door
Watching, watching
A hello turn into
A goodbye.