Two Paper Bags

She chose opportunity over love. And I don’t blame her. The day after graduation she left with my dad. Two paper bags of folded clothes. And she escaped. In the car he bought her with fake wood contact paper on the sides they drove off. And I’m left wondering if she knew it wasn’t love, or if it took her 25 years to figure out what love is.

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