Wednesday, August 21, 2013

words on a page

the relationship we never had
mutual friends
cool with mom and dad
reminiscing on the past

... because

full of memories that last and last.
while your and my tale was never really written
a rough draft
a sequel, with no real beginning
never made it to print
thrown in the "no" pile
all the while
still craving her smile
the one that could never do any wrong
despite all the sins you spoke of

you always were the type to prefer thrillers over romantic comedies
like the romantic comedy,
or thought of you and me

but there was that one time you laughed.

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