"Love is So...So"
Wendy had sore legs from the constant 9-5 work days along with being psychologically drained from a broken heart...that started...as soon as Jason's feelings began to depart...retreat...submit...and relive in the arms of a "dark angel"...who believed that passion should be kin to dead presidents...Wendy's bank account was in the negative so I guess..."Love is So…So”…tears torment her cheeks...fear allowed her to hide for weeks...cold beers became her sanity and ugliness became her vanity though she was...beautiful outside....inside is the opposite of attraction...her body still feels the pain...she walks the streets at night looking for an image of Jason...an image of love...an image of a time 18 months ago where she remembered how to smile...how to give her lust away without feeling guilty...taking dollar bills for an orgasm led Wendy to believe that..."Love is So…So" or doesn’t really exist at all...the money started to pile up...the stars shine each time she checks in the hotels of tainted passion...it’s the night shift what do you expect...it’s the night shift where there is no direct deposit...just transactions that could lead to HIV, TB or some disease that can end your love...end your joy...end your reasons to believe that...somebody cares...her knight ran away with royalty...Jason sits in his Condo looking down at the city as Wendy strolls down the avenue with "Big Daddy in the Caddy"...leading her to new prospects..."Love is So…So"...new adventures...new scenery...and a new identity that allows her to find love several times per day...the pain from her legs working that 9-5 are over...now only her heart and soul slowly die from a low self esteem...low self worth...and visions of Jason wearing that ring...In 6 months a child will be born with 125 fathers...125 men who will not bother...to even purchase a bottle of milk...
The End
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