Accepting the invitation,
as much as he would not
meant giving his chance away.
At second or third thought
it would have been crazy of him
to turn down such a request.
It would have taken in fact
the strength of ten
very muscled bound men
to stop this strange encounter
from ever happening,
but then again they might not have
slept through the deafening ringing
set from her suspicious phone.
It has always been a challenge
keeping her secrets from falling
into the wrong hands.
One time she proclaimed
with the deadliest of faces
those extra texts just simply
weren’t coming from him
instead with the lamest of excuses
apparently her phone was hacked.
With all these 21st century terms
it’s hard to imagine now
who’s telling the truth
and who could be the liar.
With time and attention I suppose,
always having special meaning
on our side had no real choice.
It was time to start all over again,
so when that invitation
came knocking at the door
it was hard to ignore
the importance it bore.
Try as one may
to dismiss it away
the letter demanded opening
and try as he might
he could not ignore
the pleas coming from
such perfect penmanship writing.
It boils down to some old cliche
you get what you pay for
and since he had deposited
all this time in her
it was inevitable
he now owed her
some attention.
