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Your Love Became a Poison
Beyond Yonder — No2 (Micro)
Did you miss the girl you’d loved when you were a teacher’s assistant?
I sometimes thought about asking you when you poured me another glass of wine. That was how it went all too often: you’d get me drunk until you didn’t have to deal with me anymore. Or you’d let my friends take me out till I was staggering home and laughing without sense. Kaylee told me a better partner would sit me down and have it out.
But not you. You avoided confrontation like it was the plague. It was all too easy for you to retreat to your study where you went on calls with your colleagues who were becoming more than friends.
And you let me continue on with my modes of self-destruction.
You may not have remembered, but I knew the girl you loved back in college before I snagged you away. Her name was Becca — so twee — and she had freckles, glasses, and green eyes. Me? I was just that girl with the nice laugh and good hair, the one all the other guys looked at with fascination in their eyes. I knew how to draw the attention towards me. I’d always had a knack for the beauty of misdirection.
In another life, you might have married her.
Instead, you had me and all my disorder.
