Second ChoiceI’m tried of being your second choice. I’m done with you, you see. Don’t look at me like that, alright? Stop with those eyes and let me be. Oh now you kneel before me, for God’s sake don’t plead! You brandish a rose from behind you. Oh fine, I’ll forgive you. Just for that weed. I take the dewy rose from you but you snatch it right back from me, Just wanted to see if it worked you say, Now to find Mary.Second Choice
Steven.Steven
Steven
We were so naïve, made of chalk drawings of suns and cubes in the drive, paisley jumpers or jeans with holes and mud under fingernails.
To think, a stick was just a stick and not a sword or a metaphor between us. And our multiplying freckles were only signs of age, not beauty or relics of kisses left by angels and mothers and you.
We left the only magic in the rows of planted pines miles between our houses, not the circles of mushrooms or the tree-rain that lingered every day after four.
What we were, we never
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