She likes a bad boy.
She likes the attitude,
the tats,
the danger,
the rebellion,
the dissatisfaction.
She likes that he’ll cheat
on his wife with her,
plan their future,
dream with her.
That woman doesn’t
deserve him, she says,
while she wishes.
That woman doesn’t
understand him, she says,
while she wishes.
He embraces her,
briefly.
When he leaves her
pregnant,
crushed,
jaded,
she’s surprised,
by all he’d revealed
to her before,
and she thinks it’s
his fault,
she’d wished.
.
.
.
.
Another sad example of, “If you keep doing what you’ve always done, you’ll keep getting what you’ve always got.”
