He was named after the holiday,
She didn’t understand the meaning to care anyway.
He loved every aspect of it,
She didn’t understand it one bit.
He question why she didn’t like love,
She corrected him and told him she just didn’t hold it as, amongst everything else, all above
He questioned again, why,
She had told him simply, goodbye.
He had followed her, wanting an answer
She repeated what she had said, ignoring the rest of his banter
He had handed her a rose,
She had asked why he was trying to get so close.
He had said he just wanted to know how it couldn’t be the top of the list,
She said she ordered with importance, and the top amount it just missed.
He had questioned what was more important,
She said there other things you look for when you’re an orphan.
He had apologized,
She had once again said her goodbyes.
He had watched her struggle the next few day,
She remained frustrated over something she would not say.
He had followed her to find out,
She had finally revealed what it was about.
He listened and helped her complete her work,
She had finally stopped hating when he would smirk.
He didn’t make a mistake until a few weeks in,
She hadn’t said anything, as the work he had destroyed fell in the bin.
He had come the next day with an apology,
She had told him not to worry.
He was quick to do the same mistake again,
She couldn’t hold it in.
He listened as she scolded, knowing she was unfolding,
She felt lighter as she unloaded.
He smiled again and offered his apology then,
She had cried when she had seen the rose pen.
He was in for a surprise the next day,
She had returned with more to say.
He had listened to her in surprise,
She had apologized for letting her anger rise.
He had taken her gift without a word,
She had flittered of, embarrassed, faster than a bird.
He has smiled brightly as she left,
She had walked off without realizing her little theft.