A Choice Made
when they met
the discussion went as such
a.“do you see yourself having
children?”
b.”no. there are far too many things
that i want to do in this life. a
child would just complicate matters.
besides, the responsibility! i can
barely keep myself together, much
less prop up a kid emotionally,
financially…ugh, and the worry of it
all…no way. not for me.”
a.”so glad to hear you say that. i
thought i was the only one!”
and one thing led to another,
the birds hung out with the bees &
during the time spent,
she found herself missing that time
of the month,
so, without his “permission,” she as a
free & independent woman,
made a choice.
yes, a choice, her choice,
had been made.
somehow, and though she forgets now
that she is alone again & he is long gone,
the information regarding her choice
came out---
either he caught on, via his own
investigation, or it spun its way out in
an argument, during the inevitable souring
of the may to december.
the calamity that ensued
was unexpected, to understate his reaction
immensely,
for it seems that this wannabe father in
disguise, was just saying what had to be said
at the time,
to get in said lady’s pants,
so that the bees & the birds could hang out,
as they do.
he threw a little fit,
like a child on the playground
who got his ipod stolen &
was running round with tears in his
eyes, hoping that mommy would
come & save him---
“why didn’t you discuss this with me?!!”
he pleaded,
then in his after-school-special sort of
manner, he
got on his soap box & told her how such a
decision should include both the prospective
mother figure &
father figure---
but in the end, when he got down, he realized
that the future son or daughter which he had
led the whole world to believe that he DID NOT
want,
was now gone forever &
so he had to take his 40-250 million sperm that
would pop out of him the next time he got some &
walk back out into the dating world again,
this time with the foreknowledge that
a woman doesn’t have to figure out what he is
really thinking,
just because he wants her to & that
her body is
HER BODY---
period.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2012
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