Saturday, December 8, 2007

Everytime I didn't say, I love you, I lied

I walk passed the toilet paper and paper towels and head over to the shaving supplies. I peer in between two shaving brands and see the girl of my dreams. She is in the other isle looking through some canned peas. She catches a glimpse of my eyes as I notice her developing smile.

I say, Hello, girl of my dreams. Would you like to help me shop?

Her gentle face leans to one side and responds, No, I can't shop with you right now. I need to find my peas. But my handsome boyfriend can help you. He is very muscular and makes a lot of money.

I pick up the sharpest razors I can find and begin to cry.
By Calvin

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