Roses are red,
dating is bleak,
he said “good morning”
then vanished a week.

He called me “different,”
said I was rare,
then offered the effort
of folding a chair.

He wanted connection,
something “real” and “deep,”
but answering a text
was apparently too steep.

So here’s to romance,
still barely alive...

May your standards stay high
and your block list thrive. 😂