The Head Chairman, C of CRV and Me

It doesn't make sense
Not really.
An old ache with a new face
Maybe not so new...

So loved the first
That's why.
Ended my search
No reason

No reason! to leave
And since
Never a heart on my sleeve
Always

But found again, again
Different body
Same face, wasn't planned
But hoped for

And thhhhennnnnnn
ACHE
I saw with your pen
You made
A picture you posted
Book of Faces
And then
Doris Day
I saw with her pen
She made
A quiz she posted
Book of Faces
And you are ghosted
Gone.



a bushel and a peck a bushel and a peck a bushel and a peck a bushel...
I thought we were special













Post script: Boys are not "preetty", don't call them pretty, don't call my first love pretty, don't call him pretty.