and the story climaxes
suddenly

we're confronted with the classic
"give it three years
and they'll be married"
you look at me
and i can't tell
what you're thinking
aside from
"****, this is
embarrassing"
the funny thing is
as the entire room
continues to
tease the ****
out of us
you don't deny
any
of
it
.
.
.
at first i thought
hey
maybe he really does
love me
maybe he'll finally
say it
and not take it back
with his next breath
and even if he doesn't
he didn't say that it wasn't true
.
.
.
but honey,
a lack of denial
isn't love
it's
wishful
thinking