May you be ignored whenever you text someone.
May you thanklessly plunge toilets, purge refrigerators, and scrub spit out of sinks among other things that aren’t your responsibility.
May a shark pursue you in open water every day for the rest of your life.
This was written in response to Maya Stein’s Tri-Writing prompt: Invent 3 new curses OR 3 new blessings.
Things are hard – harder than they’ve been in ages.
But I’m patient, I’m dedicated, and I’m not giving up.
When people ask me how I got through these years I’ll tell them, It was my deep inner strength, and they won’t believe me but I’ll smile at them anyway because at least I know it’s true.
This was written in response to Maya Stein’s Tri-Writing prompt: What are your favorite tools? Tell us in 3 lines.
Right now the agony of knowing we don’t have a future outweighs whatever it is I could cherish as a wonderful memory of our 50 months together.
The anger that you let me believe for 50 months that we might have forever eclipses all the rest, and sadly makes me wonder whether I would have been better off if I’d never even met you.
I don’t want to have to hate you, and I don’t want to forget you, but I want to be able to go forward without wanting to go back, and I can’t do that if I still wished we could have made it work.
This was written in response to Maya Stein’s Tri-Writing prompt: Fast forward or Rewind
Like it or not, four years ago I thought I had my last first kiss and now I hope like hell that I was wrong and I didn’t.
Like it or not, I thought you were the one, but no one who loves me as much as I want to be loved would treat me the way you treated me, would they?
Like it or not, I have to do this all over again with someone else, and every man I meet I am going to compare to you, and I’m going to wish you just could have been different…just a little bit different.
This was written in response to Maya Stein’s Tri-Writing prompt: “Like it or not…”
I heard that they tried as hard as they could but he just couldn’t let go of the past.
I heard that they tried as hard as they could but she was too insecure and jealous.
I heard it took them too long to figure out that no matter how much you love someone and want to make it work, life isn’t fair, and love is never enough.
This was written in response to Maya Stein’s Tri-Writing prompt: In 3 lines, start a rumor.
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