Pressure of Love
she wanted everything to be perfect.
most of us loved uit when she smiled, we learned that she
began only smiling at vile and disturbing things.
she found it easier to make men think she was a sicko, by acting like them.
that all changed the day she meet her lover. she began hiding from her friends, she said when next we meet I'll have a structured beginning. my new relationship will be the catalyst to the recreation of our togetherness. she made cookies and served wine. the night was to be special. she had one of her co-workers to speak of marrage to her boy friend who would be at the party. she did, she also adived him to ask tonight if he ever intended on ever asking. he did.
they were ssum awful good damn cookies. she stood full centered and acted out " oh yeah, I will marry you" they played the sappiest music, " won't love : trust us enough to be lovers" played in the back ground. the sappiest love song ever. she would marry him. in the name of love, she offered sum advise to her friends. have a party and I'll do the same for you. That's how all these fools whine-up married. "I need sum money and you gonna give it to me ole man!" that's what he said by asking for the contract.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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