The Relationship Roundabout

The Push Pull Shuffle

They were mid-twenties

And in love

At least

So both thought the other was

While remaining personally aloof.

It wasn’t until he ceased

Communicating with her

Did she sense the void

And initiated a pursuit.

Which of course

Sent him into higher gear

As he had only been apathetic

And not necessarily dismissive

Until she dramatically upped

The frequency of her texts

Calls and emails.

He decried ‘psycho’

To his mates

And avoided all previous locales

Where their mutual friends frequented.

Unlike her

Who frequented them more often

In the hope of a sighting.

Finally,

When she arrived at his mother’s home

With whom he still lived

(Since his father had left, years prior)

He was forced to confront her

Face to face

Telling her to

‘Stop fucking stalking me, you freak!’

She was already in tears

And sunk to the porch step

Energy-less

As he slammed the door

In disgust

And disbelief

Both eventually decrying

To their support groups

‘You never really know anyone.’

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