She tried to be aloof, not to be heard from for months.

She gathered her thoughts, she tried to forget some,

but most of all, she hoped he didn’t hate her,

or worse, not care at all.

She gave him what he requested,

she always tried, she always would.

But how and when and what to say, she did not know.

She felt she had to pick and choose the timing now,

not just whenever and whatever she felt. It’s been hard.

His birthday approaches, so maybe she’ll reach out then.

At least, with that, she can keep it light and short.

And hopefully not be so aloof.