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[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]


“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson

Monday, February 28, 2005

Last Saturday Night

I don't need a guy.
Really, I don't even want one,
Or at least I didn't...
But guess who met me last Saturday night!?
Thats right!

He met me out back the store last Saturday night.
I stepped out and before I knew it
he had his arms around me.
Now that was the last thing that I expected
...from anyone at this point.
So, you see, he about got himself smacked,
but I realized who had me.
How sweet a soul.

We had dinner that night,
and went for a stroll.
It was the last thing I would have planned,
but he had surprised me.

The last thing I would have expected
Turned into one of the greatest
...of all time.
When he surprised me with that ring,
last Saturday night.
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1 comment:

sarah said...

This is one of the few that I have that is nothing but pure imagination.

10/6/05 6:42 PM

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