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The First of Three Decembers: Found

In the first of three Decembers

We find our stuporous cast members

Poor, sad, and lonely

Finding love slowly

A boy who dashes his head rather hard against the rocks

In hopes that it would stifle all his self destructive thoughts

A girl who relinquished freedom and gave it to a man

In hopes that it would make her seem as if she has a plan

He approaches her, initiating God knows what

Speaking near at random, voicing every errant thought

She adds opinions hesitantly, wary of his charm

But soon thereafter she starts talking too, and thus disarmed

They talk the day away, she sees the time and shows alarm

"I have to go!" she tells the boy. He smiles and replies.

"I should've left here hours ago." With laughter in his eyes.

She returns home that night, where she tries to play her part

But she finds that she has trouble, quieting her heart.

He returns to his life, knowing in his heart of hearts

Her engagements include engagement, so he'd never play that part

But they meet again the next day, and so once again it starts

She tells the boy a story, complains about her work

The boy attends to her, enraptured, which leaves her feeling hurt

The man she should be with right now, never truly listens to her

And she finds this perfect stranger is a perfect listener

She has a minor problem, he offers her advice

She considers his opinion, stimulates his vice

His addiction to attention, his love for seeming wise

It's absurd, what being heard, can do to a broken life

And once again the night, leaves the boy and girl behind

And they waste the afternoon away, making mockery of time

He shows her poems written for girls he didn't care about

She tell him tales of a fiancee, who needs hit in the mouth

He tells her she deserves better, than a man who runs around

He doesn't even mean himself, at least he doesn't now.

He only means to impress upon her, the need for getting out

Or else the need, to make him leave, after all it's her house

The girl mutters untruths, that she knows she deserves more

More than a fiancee who treats her like a chore

But in her heart of hearts she already knows the score

The boy doesn't know the monster on the other side of the door

The one that lives inside her, just inhabiting her core

Waiting for a boy to strike, just like it's done before

And while he's not afraid of her, he has a greater fear

If she only saw the shadow, that whispers in his ear

hopefully she'd turn and flee, before it does her harm

If not he should flee first, before she falls prey to it's charm 

But how can he forge distance?

He knows how bad he'd miss this

He lies to her, says he must go,

She watches him walk into the snow

She's thinking this isn't how love works in real life

He's thinking it doesn't matter she'll be someone else's wife

The next day goes much the same

He meets the fiancee, he learns his name

He wants to make him feel such pain

Cause it's this man's job, to keep her sane

That night the boy and the girl kiss

Inside her car, they finally kiss

And they can tell from just one kiss

That there are no rules, in games like this.

That night she leaves the fiancee behind

The man cries, but she doesn't mind

She plants a kiss upon his brow

And tells him "I meant leave... like now."

So the boy and girl become inseparable

Knowing that there will be trouble

Knowing that there will be pain

But they'll have each other and thus stay sane

We leave these new lovers to do what lovers tend to do

Near December's end, they find a perfect place for two

A house where his family once lived, and they'd make it home

Not many happy memories there, but they'd make their own

Young happy and in love, with beasts below the surface

Oblivious to the world above, after finally finding purpose

And pain is always a present risk, especially it seems

For these characters on our stage, stay tuned for further scenes.