Unilateral

If you haven’t lost the love of your life
In the late Summertime

As a jewel-toned magic carpet pulled
From ‘neath your soaring heart

As your jump rope stolen
Whilst you sang from the deep

Then you cannot have been my best friend
In this, our late lifetime

Fireworks, Baby

Count yourself among the many
Who do not care to consider my midnight musings of any value
To know my heart-wrenching pleas for your return
Sent unrequited out

But what you need know
My last diary entry was a mid-summer date
Immediately before the fireworks, but after my hope expired
Your birthday, baby