I remember that night.
At one point they started ragging on my love life.
Why. are. you. single.
They started asking questions, making accusations
blaming me. telling me it was my fault.
Everything was my fault.
You're too picky. You're so arrogant. So vain.
So proud and high and mighty.
What (they asked) What are you waiting for?
I don't know (I said) Something big.
Something big. (I thought) I'm waiting for something real.
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ReplyDeletemaybe it's not as pretty as the first, but I mean it all the same :)