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Drop dead gorgeous.
She stole my heart and sanity instantly,
Physically,
My knees froze,
& My eyes buckled,
my heart leapt towards hers and hers reached back out for mine.
Only mine was for a hug full of love and hers a was hoping for a high five.
Pulse check...still alive...
Just injured
Deer in the headlights
Duck hunt
Wounded bird
Banished to a no fly zone
All hope gone
As she reminds me
& I quote
“we’re just f'ing friends.”
Having a friend never hurt so good,
But I stayed close and took what I could.
Her smiles
Her laughs
Her hugs
Her cries
Even gave her advice on how to deal with other guys.
But life moves on and so must I
Got a wife, a kid & became a whole family guy,
But since we skipped the dog I guess the dog decided to live in me.
I started doing shows and shooting arrows in the form of love poetry.
No big deal right?
These poems are about my wife.
At least they were until I saw her on the front row one night.
Pulse check.....still alive.
She has an opinion about the show and wants to tell me what she thinks.
Of course I oblige and tell her we can catch up over drinks.
I walk her back to her room and she tells me to come up so she can go down.
I wish I could say no but I make bad decisions on coke and crown.
First it was one night...
Then two
Then three
Then four.
It eventually reached the point where my manhood pushed open the door.
Five nights
Six nights
Seven nights
Eight.
I was on my way to nine when she sent a text with an emoji that had a serious face.
Wondering what this woman was about to say to me
I read her next text asking what are we?
My knees froze,
And my eyes buckled,
I had to check my pulse to make sure I was still alive.
Then I responded,
And I quote
“We’re just f'ing friends...”
