Love me one more day, please.

-Can you love me one more day?:
(My original poem below.)
There’s so many things I want to say, so many things I wanted to do. So many things I wanted to do, with you. 

It came as a shock, I was in my living room watching that show you suggested. An unexpected knock, followed by soft woolly socks making their way to the door. I opened it to the man I adore, with a smile on my face I wondered what was his case. 

His eyes cast down, lips tilted in a frown. He wouldn’t come through the door, the look he gave I had never seen before. When he told me we were done, it came as a shock. Turning his back to me he quickly started to walk, ‘what why? Talk to me.’ But he continued to leave, ignoring the crying girl outside in her socks.   

 I didn’t know what to do, did I say something wrong, or look at a passing guy too long? 
‘Wait, please. Can you just love me one more day?’ How can you leave with nothing to say, I don’t understand how I didn’t know. How I didn’t see this coming, had it all been a show? Had it all been for nothing? -AuthorAAJ