Flat Cakes and Coffee (RonanOBoyle & Ruechari)

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Flat Cakes and Coffee

I saw her walk down the steps

Across the floor

She looked even more like hell

Then she did before.


She hardly ate

She barely slept

A day and night vigil

Over Billy she kept.


She gets to her office

She shuts the door.

I'm not sure how much

Of this, I can take anymore.


*****

So damn tired

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So damn tired

My eyes protest

As I sit down

At my desk


Need to go over the numbers

My brain too encumbered

I pull from my pocket the one thing

That I can't get off my mind

That damn ring.


My head rests in my hand

As I try to puzzle.

Who Why and When

But that was the trouble

I just couldn't think anymore.


I need to lay down my head

My entire body hurts

From not sleeping in a bed.


I put the ring on

I don't want it to be for me

Of course, a perfect fit.

How am I to do this Billy?


I never expected to see Ronan again.

I thought I'd been abandoned,

Oh, Ronan.

But then Billy I never expected you.

Oh, Billy! What do I do?

I can't stand the thought

Of hurting or

losing either of you.  

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