her in a bar of course.
Georgia
was her
name, though she wasn't
from there.
she was broke
as far
as money went, and i was
broke
as far as love
went.
so we were perfectly
matched.
she wasn't beautiful,
(but who really is?)
her nose
held her back.
and her blue eyes
were crossed a bit,
but i saw beyond all that.
she had other skills.
i took her
to the office Christmas party
that year,
where she
brought along her famous
German Chocolate
cake.
every crumb was eaten.
people were
licking their fingers.
it was shortly after new
year's eve
that we broke up. she
met another
guy with more money.
but she left the recipe
for the cake
on my pillow. i thanked
her for that.
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