Really - A Valentine? Poem by Hiram Abif Hiram Abif

I know you’re not my valentine
To you I’m just a friend
But I thought that I would take some time
So this little verse I penned.

We met in that downstairs hallway
You’re green eyes a delight
I watched as you took every step
For me, love at first sight

I melted when you looked at me
You later shook your head
You’ve seen it before, you silly men
“Jelly brained” you said

For weeks we waved across the lot
You’d wave back and say “Hi! ”
My heart was torn, I wanted you
But mostly you just walked by

Months later I finally got the nerve
Lunch buddies was my goal
Two days later we shared some soup
But mostly stared at our bowls

The next evening we met again
Just for coffee it was this time
We shared too many secrets, then
You gave me a kiss…goodbye?

I felt your hands upon my face
Your tongue went in so deep
I stumbled, faltered, so unsure
My heart skipped many beats

You wouldn’t talk for the next few weeks
My heart was ripped apart
I didn’t understand your act
But knew you didn’t want my heart

I couldn’t figure what I did
Everything seemed so fine
But you wouldn’t even acknowledge me
I felt you were unkind

We finally agreed to be just friends
Interested you were not
We went through many fits and starts
So we began to text…a lot

We’d often start out innocent
“How’s it going” we would ask
And sometimes we’d venture to forbidden ground
And things would get crazy, fast

You always said I started it
Unabashed you’d reply
I’d get excited at your words
You barely had to try

Eventually reality
With all its weight, would unfold
I wanted you but you not me
And so this story’s told

We shared our joys, we shared our troubles
You sent me pics I’d save
I drank a lot to hide my sorrow
Don’t drink so much, you’d say

We spent our weekend evenings
Texting well into the night
Then suddenly I felt the change
And things didn’t feel quite right

I wondered if you’d been waiting for me
To follow my desires and leave
But you told me not so I stayed at home
My heart is torn, you see

My life at home is boring
In you I’d seen a chance
For me to start exploring
And take a positive stance

But you love me not, I’m just a friend
So now I’m biding time
So while I’m waiting would you chance
To be my valentine?