Once upon a time there was a boyfriend
of an unfeasibly beautiful and angry girl.
He left his friends and his hobbies and spent
every day in love trying not to enrage her.
The part he liked most was being deeply in trouble
and having to make things better, piece by piece
for weeks. He knew his place.
After the inevitable breakup
he found no one as beautiful or angry.
He had plain, happy girlfriends and spent
all his time annoying them
and being crueler than he could understand
then desperately trying to apologise.