#219

it wasn't the effort that mattered to her.

it's hard to woo a woman who always wins. there. now you know the end of the story. that's what you want to know, right? the end? the world doesn't offer enough time to fill in all the blanks, the attention span to sift through the details.
details like a letter containing words like sunrise, loyalty, and fervent. details like the way her coat held her hand more than i did. or like the evenings i'd drive by her house with a rose, with tickets to a show, with her favorite coffee... and her car was gone. oh, i just stayed in last night.

it wasn't perfect. i was only usually on time, not always. not every restaurant served up their best food. the money was good, but my job was not.

next time, i'll go for a girl who tries hard, but often fails.