It was a year ago today,
our first date, first meeting,
in this exact coffee shop
nestle away in the downtown bustle.
You had curled your hair that day,
put on some subtle lipstick,
your favorite mid-length dress,
white splattered with red hibiscus
flowers.
I combed my hair (for once)
and put on the nicest jeans I had,
a t-shirt that fit just right
with a smooth black blazer on top.
Our friends set us up,
their faces beaming like the day,
trying not to promise too much,
losing to their excitement and
certainty.
If only they knew...
if only they knew
we would break each other's hearts,
exchanging eleven months of love
for many more months of sorrow and
rage.
If only they knew
I would spend this anniversary alone,
in the spot where we first met,
staring at a bouquet of red hibiscus
flowers,
wishing the flowers were you instead...
If only they knew...
-Zero
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