2024 bought me roses
I got chocolates and champagne.
whatever design it poses,
so much ignorance I would feign

2024 gave me kisses
without my permission.
pecks of diverse wishes,
hoping for my utmost submission

2024 promised me celebrations
valentines, birthdays, Christmas
and locations.
every good thing I'd do would last

But I won't budge
because he'll give me to 2025.
with another stranger I'll lodge
and pray i don't set foot in a hive.

Till the next stranger will come
we'll enjoy the moment,
let new bonds form
and let's cry in torment.
© rani