I'm trying not to say a word or even give it a thought
because I am going to get let down; even more than I ought.
But she's late! She hasn't arrived! She has not shown her face!
I know we didn't but it's nice to think we are keeping her at bay.
When she comes I'll be let down and fool myself into believing
that one days she won't come and an end will come to my grieving.
But while she's not here I'll sit and obsess and daydream
about the day I POAS and get my BFP.
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