Be My Guest / Spreading The Love / Week 9 / Day 1
Sounds shared by Sarah McKemie [ Look Here ]
Original words by Heather M. Braatz [ tumblr ]
To all of the men who failed to make an honest woman out of me: God bless your stupid hearts.Thank you for serenading me in front of coffee shops.Bearded bards, coke-bottle glasses.For all those lonesome promises made, not kept.Thank you for falling for me at the drop of a hat.At the drop of a glass, thrown at your face.For teaching me how to pose on pool tables, andnever learn how to play.Thank you for being the proudest man in the room,looming over my art, and patronizing.For claiming to be a libertine,and balking at the cost of STD tests.Thank you for all the sushi. No really.For all the fish.You held umbrellas against imaginary rain,to protect me from seeing all of the damselsyou were distressing over.You overstayed your welcome, and should havepaid some rent. Not for the days, but the nights spent.You voyaged through states to find me.Only to dive in a mirage.I’m married, fat, and happy now. You’re still looking for something.I hope you find whatever it is you’re looking for.