You Would Love Me If:

This was going to be a post about a woman named Maggie.
I was going to use her to discretly display all of my blatant short-comings.
I was going to show you exactly why you aren't in love with me, and exactly what makes you stare in disgust.
And then I was going to explain myself; I would have been bare, and raw, and I would have hid nothing from you at all.
But I would have been writing about "Maggie."
And you probably would have read all of those flowery words as they pertain to Maggie, and none of them as they relate to me.

I ask you to.
And you so politely follow my lead.




This really was going to be a post about "Maggie,"
but she was too shy.









"Maggie" began as a Magpie.
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