You stood me up last night.
I arrived at the bar at 8:24.
I fixed my hair in the bathroom mirror
While the other girls looked at me with laughter.
After hours, I realized that you weren't coming.
That I was here for nothing.
I needed a drink.
So I bought a drink.
And I went home alone that night.
Maybe something happened to you.
Maybe you had gotten into a car accident.
I don't know.
But I would see you at work the next day anyway.
So I went to work the next day.
And I saw you talking to your boys.
And I approached and asked you what happened last night.
And you asked me what I was talking about.
And I told you that I didn't see you at the bar.
And you and your friends laughed.
And you asked me if I really thought you were serious.
And you told me you would never go out with a girl like me.
So I left early.
Sick to my stomach.
And I went home.
And I hung out.
- Author: lanaevans ( Offline)
- Published: April 2nd, 2018 18:20
- Category: Unclassified
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