Denial....
I watched as she begged, pleaded
And nervously laughed.
"Come for a bike ride!", she giggled.
"Let me pet your dog!", she demanded.
She was so desperate to see him.
As he hid inside behind the curtains.
"You have to. I'm feeling sad."
She attempted to gain sympathy.
Instead I heard frustration.
"My parents aren't home."
"You have two dogs of your own."
If he wanted to be with her,
He would have swiftly broken
His parents' rules.
However, his made-up excuses fell
upon the deaf ears
Of a young girl in denial.
And nervously laughed.
"Come for a bike ride!", she giggled.
"Let me pet your dog!", she demanded.
She was so desperate to see him.
As he hid inside behind the curtains.
"You have to. I'm feeling sad."
She attempted to gain sympathy.
Instead I heard frustration.
"My parents aren't home."
"You have two dogs of your own."
If he wanted to be with her,
He would have swiftly broken
His parents' rules.
However, his made-up excuses fell
upon the deaf ears
Of a young girl in denial.
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