cosmos, margaritas and music galore...
apparently its time to share and bond.their attention shifts to her. 'so do you have some one special waiting for you once you move back home?'
she smiles and shakes her head, a slow 'no' escapes from between her lips as she takes another sip of her cosmo, so the questions will stop.
their questions do stop. but the ones from deep down within go from a simmer to a boil. she is certain that she is her own woman and she does not need a man to make her feel worthy.but she still craves companionship, the absent minded smiles and simply love.
only if she could go back, 25 minus about 3 years where the answer 'no' to these questions were more acceptable. acceptable to both her and the person who asked.
theres no other solution but to ditch the cosmos and go straight to tequila shots. so maby next time shes asked about the special someone shed be tight enough to have a laugh with a slight touch of sarcasm....
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