I love you. Goodbye.

Two weeks later there was Ben.

I didn't go the distance so after another two weeks

there was Oscar.

Six months later I thought I was doing ok,

but x amount of vodka later

I was doing ok in my workmate's bed.

Several ungratifying hook ups later

I fell for a man from Yorkshire,

briefly.

Last week someone asked me if I could keep a secret,

so we pinky promised

and he kissed me.