One-shots on important dates in the calendar .ii.

i crumpled her wordless paper and thought
in my dense mind how utterly unbelievable it was
like tiptoeing over dry sticks i had been
cautiously moving myself away only to know
that all my efforts had been in vain
i hadn't been tiptoeing over tinder in a dead forest
anymore than she had been inching towards me
my forest was a concrete jungle
and she wasn't even there

it took me a paper to realize

she never was...