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...Never trust a man that drinks Guinness....
While enjoying the finer things in life,
he will fail to notice that which is
right in front of him.
I remember how you always ordered Guinness when we were out together.
How you told me it was an acquired taste.
I came to learn that you were as well.
I remember that I was always amazed
by the size of your hands. They were twice the size of mine, if not more, yet my hand fit snuggly inside yours, as we walked down the street.
I remember everything about you. Every detail of your face an
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HimTwo years passed in the blink of an eye. But the memory of you is as familiar as the sound of waves crashing on blistering hot Florida beaches.Him
I’d see you across the bar always dressed in a crisp, white button-down and khaki slacks. A stark comparison to the twentysomethings wearing polo shirts with popped collars and ripped jeans.
You were constantly fidgeting with something. Your large hands always fumbling with a lighter or the pack of cigarettes you never left home without. I always said I’d never date a smoker, let alone fall in love with one. I
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The GiftGold made round.The Gift
Size 6, maybe 7,
it slips effortlessly
onto my right ring finger.
I remember the night you gave it to me.
I was crying so hard, I could barely pull air into my lungs. Face red and soaked with tears.
Chest tightening with each shallow breath.
Oval shaped garnet — deep brownish red color — surrounded by a starburst of sparking diamond chips.
You calmed me down. Let me cry in your arms. You gave me a place to stay.
I learned that night alcohol and heartache don’t mix well.
by ~willwrite4food
ImperfectionsYou hate the way your hair flips up at the ends. It’s a little too “That Girl” you say.Imperfections
You hate the tiny scar that jaggedly interrupts the smooth outline of your upper lip.
You hate the heart-shaped birthmark, coffee-colored and floating above your left shoulder blade.
You exaggerate its size, imagining it rivals the width
of your palm, while its more
akin to a silver dollar.
Each imperfection you point out only makes me realize
how much I want to be more than just friends.
by ~willwrite4food
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