Runner Up

‘Congratulations’ she spoke with sincerity

Annoying him as each syllable slipped passed her lips

She was the last person he wanted to see

Being a constant reminder of what could not be

Hoping, wishing, and pining that she was his

Wasting minutes, days, months, and years

He leaned over and whispered in her ear; ‘Don’t say that to me when its you I want standing next to me.’

Her face contorted and she replied, “Its not my fault. All you had to do was simply ask.”

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