Looking Confused: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

What they have’s special./
Yet, she is still out looking./
Should he be confused?

Independence Day, Part Two: Romantic Blogging Haiku

The funny thing was/
she’d already taken her/
Freedom. He gave naught.

Freedom. He gave Nichts.

He gave in to her/
wish, and gifted freedom for/
Independence Day.

My best friend told me:/
“If I was you, I’d kill me.”/
He doesn’t see joy.

Must I always be/
one who starts conversations?/
Should I be patient?

I ask her to tell/
deep thoughts. She hides hers from me./
Joy if she opens.

You are my sunbeam,/
my only sunbeam. I dream/
of you, sunbeam stream.

He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.

When you’re expected/
to be there, and you vanish,/
people can get hurt.

I’ll get my pom-poms/
and do a loud cheer for you./
Will it make you smile?