the wish

they sat and watched the evening sky

the stars brightly shining above

he poured and passed her a glass of wine

he smiled, he was so much in love

she smiled too, but painfully so

the love he felt was not returned

she really didn’t want to hurt him

but the fires of passion, no longer burned

a shooting star flashed across the sky

“sweetie,” he said. “a wish you should make”

she closed her eyes, wished to be single again

so she would no longer have to fake

but she opened her eyes to see his face

he was still there by her side

what she had to say would break his heart

and she so didn’t want to see him cry

“hun,” she smiled. “please pass my purse”

“anything for you darling,” he sweetly said

she took the purse, pulled out a handgun

and put two bullets into his head

as he lay silent, bleeding by her side

she toasted the moon and stars

“thanks for making my wish come true”

she walked away and drove off in her car

March 5, 2015