I was so very font of her.
I can see now
why it didn't work:
our backslashes!
Her family was bold,
mine all italics.
She'd dated puncs.
Me, cute quotes.
She felt she was all Caps.
In time I became lowercase
in her eyes.
She said I was a comma's boy.
I mentioned her 24/7 period.
She called me a colon,
and I just sighed
leaving all that ellipsis behind.
T.D. McBride

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