Cerise Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 Pancake He meets her in the diner. He feels the connection instantly. He buys her breakfast. He walks her to her car. He writes a dozen love poems. He brings her Mexican roses. He cuts his hair. He works overtime. He buys a nice suit. He buys faded jeans. He buys black leather. He takes up guitar. He takes up violin. He joins the choir. He sings every song with her name. He smashes the guitar. He throws the violin into the sea. He wears black trench coats. He brings her calla lilies. He works more overtime. He buys her a diamond. He buys her a sapphire. He buys her a hemp bracelet. He gives her a mood ring from a vending machine. He whispers in the night. He sleeps beneath her window. He doesn’t sleep beneath her window. He doesn’t sleep. He breaks her window. He finds her drying her hair. He bleeds on the floor. He shrieks, Look at me! Look at me! She says, I only wanted a pancake. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fweethawt Posted September 21, 2005 Share Posted September 21, 2005 She says,I only wanted a pancake. She's a liar... If she only wanted a pancake, then how come she took all of this other stuff too? He writes a dozen love poems.He brings her Mexican roses. He sings every song with her name. He brings her calla lilies. He buys her a diamond. He buys her a sapphire. He buys her a hemp bracelet. He gives her a mood ring from a vending machine. She lead him on. 'Simple as that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cerise Posted September 21, 2005 Author Share Posted September 21, 2005 Fwee, have you ever met someone who would say no to a free coffee, let alone a nifty mood ring from a vending machine? Hell, I would have taken it too. In the meantime, I'm reading Venus in Furs so expect my poetry to become somewhat more...sadistic? Love is cruel. Sweetly so. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fweethawt Posted September 22, 2005 Share Posted September 22, 2005 He didn't just by her a coffee. He bought her an entire breakfast to start. Just face it, Cerise. She used him. Hell, I would have taken it too. What about the diamonds, sapphires, songs, roses and poems? Wouldn't you have at least stopped the poor guy once he started writing the poems because he thought that you wanted more than just a pancake? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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