You were a beautiful distraction. 

One filled with many misleading interactions. 

I wish I could, as you so graciously state it, say less.

However that’s just not how I am. Perhaps, for the best.

To you, there’s dating and a dating phase.

Please explain, as I thought they were the same.

Your chivalry was strong, and your words were sweet.

Moving fast, you swept me off my feet.

You had me by your smile, and by your eyes.

Maybe I’m mistaken, but I thought I also had you with mine.

I changed my rules for you, nearly every expectation. 

Imagine my surprise when you repaid me with hesitation. 

You say it’s nice to be important, and important to be nice.

With how you’ve been lately, maybe you should repeat that last line, twice.

All I need from a man is respect and attention.

If that’s more than you can offer, perhaps you need some self reflection.

Here I am remembering Marley, as I channel my inner Swift.

No woman, no cry, as I continue to write down my relationship bullshit. 

Penny for your thoughts, but a dollar for mine. 

Yes, it’s your loss. Better luck next time.