Slut

“Don’t go,” she says. But I tell her that I have to.  I tell her that I have to work… no, I backtrack, I tell her that I have to travel for work; that I’m leaving town for a couple of days. But she says that she doesn’t remember me telling her that at the bar two nights ago. The bar where we met. Silly Milly’s or Shitty Schmitty’s. Some bar like that. But I tell her that I did mention it. I say that I had to have mentioned it. Obviously. I’m an important man with an important job, I wouldn’t have not mentioned that I have to travel to do my important work. And then I tell her that I love her… that I’ve loved her ever since we met two days ago at the bar. I say that these last two days have been two of the most exciting days of my life. I say that I didn’t know true passion before I met her. I say that she taught me how to be vulnerable, and honest, and completely and hopelessly in love with a person… our lips come together! Her fragile body folds into mine as we embrace! Our souls entertwine while time itself seems to stop…

And then I go. I walk down the street, to Shitty Schmitty’s, pick up a different girl, and follow her back to her place where I fall in love all over again.  

Published by lou rasmus

Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories. His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.

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