He watched me carefully

He had never been kissed

He waited

He pretended to respect me

He took great care to hide his anger

He questionably encouraged me

He thoughtlessly apologized

He hesitantly forgave

He could not adapt

He saw me and told me he was ready

He looked at me and I felt loved and safe

He cowardly lied; I wished him karma’s enemy

Soon this won’t be such a secret love song.