Take a Picture

We spent
the day
together.
Not a couple
but not
strangers..
not by any means.
I met you here
at this beach.
At my vacation
spot.
When I was healing.
I met you....
Today was a windy
day at the beach
the water was
so rough.
I could not
handle it.
We layed out
for a little
bit but the
wind was too strong.
We had lunch
at your restaurant.
You let me go back
in the kitchen
and make
my own sandwich.
You smiled at me.
What are you smiling
about?
I asked you.
I would love a
picture of you.
No.
I said.
I do not look
good in pictures.
I want a picture
of you.
I feel like
after this trip
You will find
what you want.
Stability.
Honesty.
One on one.
Sunday morning...
Things I can
not give you.
You seem so strong.
he said to me.
I just want three
pictures of you.
So when I am
old and by myself
I can look back
on what I passed on.
Foolishly.
He laughs.
You are foolish.
We smile
and eat lunch.
The day proceeds
on.
I go back to your
house and you
keep looking
at me.
I am laying on your
couch.
Take a picture.
I say.
He takes 3 pictures.
Let me see..I say.
I want to make
sure I do not look
old or fat.
Impossible..he says.
I look down at the
3 pictures.
You are a fool to
throw me away,
to not give in to my
demands...I laugh.
These pictures will remind
me.
I take my clothes off.
Take a picture..I say.
Smiling.
Make me look more
beautiful then the
first 3.
Impossible ...he says.
Besides we can do
something else..
What would that be?
Make some History.
he replies.
And the Battle started...