The author has asked to remain anonymous.
Wednesday came at a frat party over beer
pong. Wednesday’s hands always seemed to rest on your ass, but you were so
drunk you didn’t care. Wednesday only lasted one night, and sometimes it takes
you a minute to remember his name. But Wednesday was sweet, and made sure you
were ok. Wednesday was gentle and never forced you to do anything you didn’t
want. But the problem with Wednesday was that you met at the wrong time. He was
wonderful and sweet but you were still trying to get over Tuesday. Wednesday
gave you confidence that you could move on. Wednesday freed you, and let you go
wild. Wednesday taught you that not all people are bad; you just have to meet
the good ones at the right time.
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