Morning's light unveiled a truth untold,

Whispers of flirtation, emotions unfold.

In parted ways, yet a jealous sigh,

Feelings linger, refusing to say goodbye.

You say, "Don't mind," as the shadows sway,

But unease creeps in, colors turn gray.

The pursuer, a shadow in dubious light,

A concern whispers, unsettling the night.

Author’s note: well.. she’s really popular with the guys.. and it is out of my control..