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*#@$! you still make me weak in the knees...

by Anastasia Shows

I'm calling you even though I know its over.
We're still supposed to go to this stupid thing
anyhow.
anyway.
The least you can do is answer your phone!
Look, I even gave you the benefit of the doubt.
I gave you 20 minutes to be late.
which, you always are.
The cookie that I bought you in a zealous leap
is getting stale
just like my mood for this whole evening.
No, no, don't worry, I'm not going to eat it.
well, maybe a nibble...
look, now I've eaten your cookie!
see what you made me do!
I should have known never to trust you.
oh wait, now I see your face,
be-bopping in with such wit and grace.
You are apologizing for being so late...
yadda yadda yadda...it doesn't matter..
let's just go and get this damn tuxedo
for this damned wedding that neither of us
really gives two shits about...
and yet.. here we are.
doing the same old song and dance.
again.
but you know what, this time
baby,
when you ask me
"Are you mad at me?!"
i'm going to say
"Yes."

03/28/2008

Author's Note: Dedicated to Landon.

Posted on 03/28/2008
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Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/29/08 at 03:10 AM

Gotta love the wink-at-the-camera effect I kind of felt from this thing. Loved it.

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