"Two"

 Tears streaming down her face
He is contemplating, what went wrong
Should've they returned to her place
Maybe it was the music, a melancholy song

Embarrassed, she hesitates to speak
Leaving him with his thoughts amiss
Removing the tissue, her eyes take a peek
He asks, 'What crushed your bliss'

Awaiting her reply, he's a nervous mess
She speaks softly, bridging the chasm
'You did everything right, I must confess'
'It's all me, two years since I enjoyed orgasm'

Happy ending, indeed.