We sat side by side
Formal introductions made
Small conversation spread
And cordial laughter to punctuate
The treatment offered to a guest
Meant to put his heart to rest
She went out with her mother
Allowing me time with her father
“She is too good for you”
His anxieties rose
“What does she see in you?”
His questions phrased
“I wish I knew “my eyebrows rose
The number of times I let her go,
The more adamant she was to stay,
Saying no would break her
Saying yes would break us
Then he’d break me if I hurt her
He watched me intently
Silence
His eyes bore at me
His rage tore at me
So I chose to leave
With a heavy heart albeit
And enough regret to hurt
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