She told me she loved me.
and maybe she did, but she was too fickle a vixen.
She wanted it all, but couldn’t choose.
She ended up on the curb,
and blubbered all the way back to her Mama’s.
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
A place filled with mostly unfinished stories. Begun primarily as a direct result of my association with the OC Writer's Guild