We came to an end
a few weeks ago
and I don't think that either was hurt.
But a friend of ours told me
that, when all was said and done,
you told her the root of the cause.
Your trepidation,
or reservation,
was not due to my looks.
but instead you took pause
when I said one of my flaws
is that I eat like a baby bird!
Oh how funny!, I thought.
It just goes to show!
How it's so hard to know
what moves the mind of a lover.
and who would have thought
that I would lose my shot
from that singular avian quality!?