The story of us

A first glimpse, oh it was so scandalous.
Dressed in “modest”, blinding pink but you did look fabulous.
Did it scare the daylights out of me ?
Or did those first few words make me go whee!! ?
Hope I didn’t make you pee!
Airy pretension,
Go on, go on till your heart’s content, you’re no sensation!
Soon to discover a ‘body of lies’,
What a sack of fries!, crummy and full of flies!
No! I won’t brook, why did you intend to court me?
Vain attempts and an ever increasing distance between you and what I see.
I returned to my ways, you to yours.
But something died thanks to the hours.
It wasn’t the quirky friendship that would stand the test of tides.
This which blossomed we would cherish as ours.
Sure. I went dutch.
Sure. You wouldn’t budge.
I succeed to forget
Was it me who kept coming back?
Didn’t you always call me a hack?
I like your puzzles,
Our chemistry grows and it fizzles.
You claim of prowess and mastery,
That single event pointed to your chicanery.
We’re as odd as an even and a one,
My heart surely you have won.
I’ve held you yours and you’ve held mine,
Hands you pervert! Its your company’s pleasure that I pine.
You may not have one, for you old friend, bestest chum, I’ll always be your valentine.