She broke my heart,
in the lobby of the Bridewell Theatre.
It was snowing outside and
Brits do silly things in the snow.
Grown men in Savile Row slacks become
children on a Swindon schoolyard,
tossing snow balls and giggling,
and saying things like “jolly”.
She regretted that decision,
she would tell me later.
Maybe she was afraid.
it was just the snow.