Walking away

How can you hold on to me

for quite long after one casual meet

(our eyes were having a long conversation).

How can you google me and yet do not write me

(why tell me then, now, I wonder).

How can you talk to me the way you did at our second casual meet

(I know it makes you vulnerable, but me, too).

How can you agree to pick me up and be so open at that third, planned meet

(the stars sparkling did not help).

How can you kiss me first

(and then some… ) to then state you can not do this?

 

Either you are a decent man

(though what is decent)

Or you do not know what you want from me .

(or both)

 

The good news is

I do not have to find out.