which I worked really hard to build
and then I called it a night.
Simply because the radio started to play love songs.
I had even stepped outside my comfort zone,
invited my neighbor and his girlfriend,
but they were nowhere to be found.
I happen to know
they were hiding in the shadows of the the moon
hiding in the shadows of the back alley
kissing
away from Grandpa
who would not approve
but does.
So, maybe I will call it a night, now.
Go hide in the shadows
alone
and wait...
Wait for summer to die?
Wait for someone with whom to share a fire?
Wait for someone with whom to share a love song?
For all of the above
I will wait.