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  • Propose Part Two Elyssa’s Perspective I hadn’t expected Allie to propose. I couldn’t think straight. She doesn’t even know me. She thinks she does, but I haven’t told her the truth yet. The bathroom is empty thankfully. Each stall is separated by full walls with wooden doors, the way every bathroom should be. Whose bright idea was it to leave gaps anyway? Does it actually save that much money on materials? Hiding in the first stall, I expect Allie to come running after me. I expect my phone to buzz with her concerned texts and calls. Neither thing happens. I just stand there sniffling into too soft toilet paper. This restaurant is ridiculously fancy. I should’ve know. The bathroom door opens. Two girls walk in talking about how awful their double date is. I lift my hand. “Silencio.” My stall seals, blocking the outside sounds. Allie doesn’t know that I’m a witch. Being gay is easier than being a witch. My friends were all supportive of the former. None of them know the latter. I can’t see the terror in Allie’s eyes when I tell her. I can’t deal with her looking at me like I’m a dangerous freak. I wanted to tell Allie at the right time. But if I don’t tell her now, then I’ll lose her. My throat tightens. I’ll never be able to go back and speak the words. So I pull out my phone. The ringing fills my ear. It goes to voicemail. Allie must be pissed. Her voicemail beeps. “Hi, Allie. I’m so sorry that I ...
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  • Lovely Eyes Words are halting. They come out messy, left of their meaning. They miss the mark.   Love. An all-encompassing word that covers family, friends, partners, pets. It means you care and want to be around them. Sometimes it’s flimsy cardboard. Get it wet and it dissolves. It can be a word that you use because you have to. You don’t feel it now, but you’re supposed to. Or it can be a word that you mean, but you don’t know how you mean it. “Love” without definition, somewhere between friend and more.   The truth is in her face. The lips curve; eyes shine. The unguarded smile, “I love you” in the eyes. ************************************************************************** Like this poem? Read more like it: http://www.wedbushwrite.com/kissing-strangers/ Check out the home page to sign up for the monthly newsletter to stay updated with the newest stories, poems, and writing updates!
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WedbushWrite is the official website of Sydney Wedbush the fantasy and speculative fiction author. Here you will find her fiction and poetry posts as well as updates on her writing projects and articles from her study abroad in London. Learn more about her on the About page.