She eats quickly
The waiter brings the check
“Separate checks!” I shout.
He jumps out of his skin
and brings the bill, a second time
He looks at me
like I’m an incomplete man
Maybe he’s right
I’ve been used many times
and there isn’t much left
“Would you like to go for a walk?”
She nods
We move under summer trees
and I like her company
but I can’t get close to her
and I don’t know why
I kiss her
a dry cringe-worthy kiss
and it takes her by surprise
Then she travels
3 states away
to live
and she’s quite content
while I write this poem.
I like this very much!
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A good story thanks. for posting it.
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I am blessed to have known her. She was a good woman.
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That is wonderful. I know that you were blessed by the relationship
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What an interesting poem
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