This girl made my mouth water.
When I heard her name, my head would spin.
You don’t understand-my life was so mundane.
One day a week she would make all the difference in my world.
She really wasn’t that special, but to me she was all I would live for from Saturday to Saturday.
My lips would start feeling her against mine by Wednesday.
I would tell myself “you need to get over this obsession – move on.”
When Saturday came, I was her faithful follower.
She knew I was coming.
I always wondered if she cared.
I was past caring though- for me I had to have her
to experience the ecstasy
of an entire hour with my luscious five-cent peppermint stick.
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