I don’t want to go to Marc’s party



I sat in the spot where you broke my heart eating dried mango slices thinking of him

Back corner of Williams in the rain

Sky as grey as your eyes when I told you I hated you

Music as happy as I will be three whiskeys into the evening

Coffee pub as vacant as my feelings for you both

My stomach as hungry as my desires for love

Brain as full as my white hot chocolate with extra whipped cream

Sitting in the spot where you broke my heart

Worried one day I’ll break his



Author's Notes/Comments: 

glad I did go, had one of the most connected, amazing, all around wonderful conversations  have ever had!


sadly i jipped myself of the kiss which followed

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