“History Repeats”
By Ashley O’Hare
If memory serves me right,
we have been here before;
my throat tight,
crying on the floor.
If I remember correctly
this story has no happy ending;
my palms sweaty
as I drop all hopes of a wedding.
If the statistics are true,
I am not alone.
Once and for all I should turn from you
and permanently delete your number from my phone.
ashleyohare 