Friday, December 3, 2010

3. What If.


“What if you

Counting on my failure
Made me live?”

“You’re a student, they won’t make you go,” She said looking at him as if he was stupid.

“But I want to go, I’m signing up,” He was surprised that she didn’t understand.

“You’re the kind of guy that shoots himself cleaning his own gun,”

"I'll learn, I want to do this,"

She scoffed at him.

"But it'd be nice knowing I have someone to come back to. Will you wait?"

The silence was short.

"Do I have a choice?"

He smiled then. Knowing it was as close to a yes as he'd ever get.

“But these soles
Can fight the ocean waves
Dirty Laundry and
World War Two,”

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