i had girls then

thinking none

would get very far

we’d date awhile

say our goodbyes

never thinking

about them

their ideas

to find

i was breaking hearts

from notes pushed

under doors

angry phone calls

messages left

in returned books

some short

to the point

i was an utter shit

others lengthy

detailing my faults

needing length

because of course

i had those

in plenty

revealing feelings

never said

uttered or muttered

from the times

we were together