their love
was like a lazy sunday
easy-going and free
until one day
she was unsure
if the man named bill
who asked for her hand
was the one she truly loved
but she tucked that thought away
and called him "lovey"
in an attempt to feel the same
the same way he always had
but fifty years later
she imagines all the adventures she missed
by not loving the man
to whom she said yes
Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
their love
was like a lazy sunday
easy-going and free
until one day
she was unsure
if the man named bill
who asked for her hand
was the one she truly loved
but she tucked that thought away
and called him "lovey"
in an attempt to feel the same
the same way he always had
but fifty years later
she imagines all the adventures she missed
by not loving the man
to whom she said yes
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