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sabrinamari) wrote2009-01-08 07:32 pm
sabrinamari) wrote2009-01-08 07:32 pm
Entry tags:
Writer's Block: Found Objects
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My beloved, Michael. I always think of him as a bar of gold someone else left in the middle of the street. Then I came along and, (after some coaxing), said,"Wow! Look at that bar of gold in the street!"
Shortly after Michael asked me out, Turtle called me and said,"You've GOT to go out with this guy. He's AMAZING."
I already knew Michael a little bit, as an acquaintance, and everyone I talked to---all of my friends--- gave him an A++ rating.
So now, he's my bar of gold. Wow! I'm lucky.
My beloved, Michael. I always think of him as a bar of gold someone else left in the middle of the street. Then I came along and, (after some coaxing), said,"Wow! Look at that bar of gold in the street!"
Shortly after Michael asked me out, Turtle called me and said,"You've GOT to go out with this guy. He's AMAZING."
I already knew Michael a little bit, as an acquaintance, and everyone I talked to---all of my friends--- gave him an A++ rating.
So now, he's my bar of gold. Wow! I'm lucky.