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Something Else Romantic

David J. Thompson

I never hear from her anymore,
even though she just lives across town.
We lived together for six or seven years,
seems unreal now, never pulled the trigger
on anything more, though I did propose
late one road trip night in West Virginia,
but I guess I should have had a ring
and champagne or something else romantic.
Let’s talk in the morning, she said.

She never cooked a meal the whole time I knew her,
her diet was mostly Dr. Pepper and low-fat Triscuits.
We went and found Lee Harvey Oswald’s grave one afternoon,
drove up to the Buddy Holly crash site one summer.
We liked to eat fried chicken with cheap champagne
on Saturday nights because that’s what the characters did
in one of the Raymond Carver stories we both loved.

But that was grad school, then came real jobs
and dying parents, and my ex-friend from work
whom she comforted though a tough divorce,
and the good looking guy who ran the fiction workshop
and looked at his shoes when she introduced us,
suddenly too busy to have a drink after his reading.

I came home from work one afternoon that fall,
and all her stuff was gone, only a note on the coffee table
about being tired from years of treading water
that now felt like drowning. Just two weeks before
she took me up to the mall to buy my first cell phone.
She showed me how to set it up and how to use it,
told me how much I’d love it, but never even called
to say good-bye.

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