The Checkout Girl

I used to make fun

about how you smoked

until you turned the tables

and I nearly choked.

Sitting by the river

on a Sunday afternoon

one worrying had this

all happened too soon.

Still in school with our

whole lives ahead

one of us wishing

that we were already wed.

The other had dreams

they knew wouldn’t be fulfilled

unless this relationship

was permanently stilled.

So, you decided it was okay

to break my heart,

you ran to a stranger

to make a fresh start.

Those dreams you had

never did work out

now working all hours

behind the checkout.

Do you ever think back

and wonder about your actions,

as you wait on customers

to complete their transactions.

Do you wish you could change

what you dreamed?

and instead have settled

for that one in between.

photo of black flat screen monitor
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