By Bud Koenemund
A 100 Word Story
I’m the guy who
remembers little things you said six months ago – things you don’t even
remember saying. I’m the guy who brags about how smart, and pretty, and funny
you are. I’m the guy who sends “Good morning, Beautiful” texts, just to let you
know I’m thinking about you. I’m the guy who tries to cheer you up after a bad
day; who lives to see you smile; who’d bring you chicken noodle soup when
you’re sick; who can talk about everything… and who knows when to say nothing.
But, I’m never the guy you fall
in love with.
10 January 2022
I'm the Guy
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09 January 2022
The Ghost of Christmas Past
By Bud Koenemund
A 100 Word Story
It’s not the
money; let’s be clear about that from the start. Though $140 for the special
edition, collectible bottle of whiskey she needed to complete her set wasn’t
cheap, I had the money… and a desire to please her.
No, the issue is the glaring
example of my continued foolishness; of how – during a global pandemic – I set
out upon a quest for this grail: an item she’d mentioned once, months before,
during a late-night discussion about things we collect. For me, another lesson
in idiocy; thinking that showing I cared for her, and listened to her, mattered.
04 January 2022
Modern Muse
By Bud Koenemund
Each time my phone “dings,”
my heart hopes that it is you.
My mind knows it’s not.
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