f.ocean

by fortheloveoflupe

i took a walk with the palm trees as the daylight fell. sangria in a canteen. talking to myself. this tattoo on my left hand is turning purple-ish blue. daydreams of the romance. daydreams of you. my pretty woman in a ballgown. i’m richard gere in a tux. getting married in a courthouse. writing vows in a rush. making out before the judge. with my teenage wife. got a wedding band done. that i just might die with. it’s an american wedding. they don’t mean too much. but we were so in love. we had an american wedding. now what’s mine is yours. thats american law. m-r- s dot kennedy. she signed her name in pen. in a fancy fancy cursive. then turned her term papers in. a thesis on islamic virgin brides and arranged marriage. hijabs and polygamist husbands. those poor unamerican girls. afterschool she ran to me. jumped in my 5.0. this is the home of the brave land of the free. but your parents still didn’t know. she said i’ve had a hell of a summer so baby don’t take this hard but maybe we should get an annulment before this goes way to far. it’s just an american wedding. they don’t mean too much. they don’t last enough. we had an american wedding. now what’s mine is yours. american divorce. well you can have my mustang. that’s all i’ve got in my name. but jesus christ don’t break my heart. this wedding ring won’t ever wipe off. but if you stay. girl if you stay. you’ll probably leave later anyway. it’s love made in the u.s.a.

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