I came up with an acrostic.
Hopeless romances never die from
Eroded unrequited loyalty, nor
Awkward, embarrassing, green jealousy.
Thankless deceptions give us
Hollow empty feelings of
Eviscerated, torn, pride; and
Ruined trust.
Look both ways, especially if 27 is your “lucky” number. Mind the gaps for unfounded fears and feelings of unrequited love.
The video is Conan Gray talking about his song, Heather, which sort of inspired the poem.
Our Literary Journey 
So much said in so few words
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Thank you, Dale.
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Beautiful and heartbreaking, Bill. Love without trust tortures the heart ❤️
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Thank you, Sue.
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Wow, Bill. Just wow!
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle.
I think yours was high on the wow scale, as well.
Peace,
Bill
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Jings, Bill, that looks tricky!
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