Forty-Fifth Paradox Writing

Within a week of asking her out,

He spoke to me twice as much.

Then he sent a note with chocolate,

Saying he’s fallen for another girl.

I’ll write back, with a bottle of vanilla extract,

And say:

I am not your back up,

Your trump card,

Or Your booby prize.

Best of luck to your relationship,

You’ll be needing luck when she dumps you

for the next one.