Saturday, December 17, 2011

Irene

ALICE

He climbed on top of me one morning after a long hard night of watching The Bachelorette and pressed his belly onto mine. I said, “You’re gonna be late,” and he said, “I don’t care. You’re more important to me than my job”. Obviously I couldn’t say the same thing back to him,   but we kissed as his words echoed in my head and I thought…wow, he must really love me. Like…REALLY love me.

Of course, he dumped me three weeks later. ON THE NIGHT OF  HURRICANE IRENE. SO THAT I WOULD BE ALONE. IN MY APARTMENT. TO DIE.

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