A tension-free, relaxing afternoon of leisure: a young boy sitting on a branch of a tree. He is awaiting his standard seven examination result.

How you disappeared from my life...?

One can get hysterical to make a point,
but one has to very convincing
to be simple and subtle.
So, also, I tried to be stay cool.
I did it.
Yet, I was cool.
Leaving me squirming with anticipation...,
you went away.
Alone I stood outside the gate,
surround by illusion,
separated from myself.
Alone, I stood there to see you disappeared. 
I won't blame you for not believing me.
Your subject was psycology...na?
Read my mind:
"a hubris-filled thought is running blindly through the neurospace of my brain: she'll probably try to avoid me for the rest of her life."
But,
my faith on my love
remained as chaste as a virgin's gaze.