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i'll let you win every argument

I'll Let You Win Every Argument

By: Meghan Coley

She walked up to me with

a smile on her face and
wildflowers in her hand.
The flowers now grace the crook of her arm
so she can place her hand on my arm.
This is my chance to reach for her 
long, slender fingers,
and take them up in mine.
She’s even more radiant
than last I saw her. Her eyes
are growing wide as I tell her
that I can think of only one thing
that can make me happy.
When she says no, softly, 
under her breath, I’m thinking about
a future full of yeses - once she can
finally see as I have seen 
that we’ve been friends
destined to become lovers
all along.
But when she pushes me away, even after
our lips have met,
even after 
I have convinced her that we
can live a dream of love,
that she’ll win every argument,
that I’ll be a saint,
and that she’ll only have to write if she wants to -
for I can be the man that takes care of her -
that future begins to slip away.
Because her beautiful, familiar, March lips 
have landed a final blow.
“Teddy, please don’t ask me.”

Little Women (1994)



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