Tuesday, July 10, 2012

She

She was the bride at the wedding, and you busted in and convinced her fiance to run away with you, because maybe you and him were high school sweethearts or co-workers who hadn't gotten a chance to say I love you until now, when you traveled across the country to get the man of your dreams and perhaps push her and her expensive dress into a pond. It's worth mentioning, though, that, while the story followed you and your finally found love out to your quirky beat-up sedan, the tears she cried in her canopy bed were as real as the ones you would have cried in your hip Manhattan loft, and, despite her short stature and mean face, the love poems she wrote for him were real and better than yours.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

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Freckleface Chilibean said...

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taylor s said...

but he was marrying the wrong girl! that has to count for something.

Anonymous said...

I love this phrasing..."the tears she cried in her canopy bed were as real as the ones you would have cried in your hip Manhattan loft"

Unknown said...

Loved it. There's always another side of the story to consider and the mention that her poems to him were real and better, was the very best part.

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