A chance encounter, love at first sight,
head over heals, then day into night.
Gazing at stars,feeling the earth move
walking on air with nothing to prove.
Then; a row. It started to go wrong.
No more singing their favourite song,
accusations and feelings of guilt,
flowering passions started to wilt.
Like two spoiled children; His fault: Her fault.
But: Facts of life: One of them got caught!
She's studying anthropology.
He, is reading ideology.
Loves philosophy never dated
unlike the friction it so created.
Too late to counsel, help or advise,
or ask a friend to tell a few lies.
Head over heals and out of control,
but it's not written down how to console.
Capability Red October 2020
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