Pumpkin Spice and Not So Nice

by Becky Monson

How can there be only one person out there for you? What if you never run into that person? What if they die before you meet them?

I was the one before the true love, which makes me a pre-love. The rehearsal love. The before true love.

I don’t need anyone to be disappointed in me. I’ve got that covered all by myself.

You’ll replay a lot of conversations in your mind and dwell on lots of things you wish you would have or could have said. Try not to waste your brainpower on it.

Don’t expect apologies. They are about as frequent as actual sightings of bigfoot.

I think sometimes the universe puts you in the same situations again to see if you’re still an idiot. Clearly, I am.