I COOKED FOR HIS WAKE


I met you on myspace and was immediately intrigued by your long hair and your laid back hippie attitude. On our first date, you actually played pool badly trying to let me win. I stood by your side when your close friend died. I held you and bought the wine for you when you wanted to get drunk. I cooked for his wake. I waited for you to get out of jail. I cooked for you and cleaned for you and drove you around and let you use my car when you needed to. I played with and bought toys for your son. What did you do for me? You kept trying to push drugs on me. You wouldn't respect my spiritual boundaries. You left me because I snore.

Wait - what did I see in you to begin with?



the love letter collection
submitted 2:48 AM EST
Sunday, June 10, 2010