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This was inspired by a wedding reception that I waitressed at earlier tonight, if anyone’s wondering. I’m not actually a guy, but I took creative liscense and this is written from a guy’s point of view (and at like 3 am, which is probably also why I feel like an author’s note is necessary this time around) I also had to look up the meaning of the word "ultimatum", plus ask around, so I might have misinterpreted the theme.
So if this turns out to be really weird, apologies in advance.
Theme: COT- Ultimatum
Word Count: 422
Story: Whitney, You Don’t Know
Whitney
You don’t know
How much you drive me crazy
Not the lusty kind of crazy, I must say
You change your mind so much
That I can’t find anything to compare
You say confusing things
And they make no sense to me
And get mad that I don’t understand
My dear, I am only a man
Whitney,
You don’t know
How much you’ve cost me
And I don’t mean the dates and dinners
Those costs
I could not care less about
But you have cost me myself
I have surrendered every spare thought
That ever strays into my head
To you
And you just being in my head
Robs me of any focus
And replaces it with you
The funny thing is
That I know without a doubt
That you are worth it
Whitney
You don’t know
The times, the countless, countless times
In a day when I think of you
I wait at a stoplight on the way to work
And I see your deep red hair
I sit at my desk in a glass windowed office
And your laughter echoes in my mind
In the small shop running errands
I hold open a door
Not to let a cart by
But for you
You show up when you please
Both in my head and not
And each time you do
I am left that much happier
Whitney
You don’t know
What you’ve made me regret
About my childhood and my past
How I wish I could have been the boy next door for you
And we could have grown up side by side together
You don’t know how much I wish we’d gone through school
Sharing classes and sharing smiles
Whitney,
You don’t know
How I long to have your life’s story
Tucked into my firsthand memory
So I can understand you
And love you all the more
But Whitney, you don’t know
How much I’m glad that isn’t so
Because if I already knew about you
All that there is to know
I wouldn’t appreciate you for who you are
In the same way that I do today
And I wouldn’t get to listen
To your captivating voice
Telling me the stories of your youth
And drowning me with you
Just a little bit further
My Whitney
Who has turned me mad
And made me sane
Who has cost me everything
And who is worth even more
Who has called me to doubt myself
But who is my solid and worthy rock
Whitney
Hear my ultimatum
Marry me
So if this turns out to be really weird, apologies in advance.
Theme: COT- Ultimatum
Word Count: 422
Story: Whitney, You Don’t Know
Whitney
You don’t know
How much you drive me crazy
Not the lusty kind of crazy, I must say
You change your mind so much
That I can’t find anything to compare
You say confusing things
And they make no sense to me
And get mad that I don’t understand
My dear, I am only a man
Whitney,
You don’t know
How much you’ve cost me
And I don’t mean the dates and dinners
Those costs
I could not care less about
But you have cost me myself
I have surrendered every spare thought
That ever strays into my head
To you
And you just being in my head
Robs me of any focus
And replaces it with you
The funny thing is
That I know without a doubt
That you are worth it
Whitney
You don’t know
The times, the countless, countless times
In a day when I think of you
I wait at a stoplight on the way to work
And I see your deep red hair
I sit at my desk in a glass windowed office
And your laughter echoes in my mind
In the small shop running errands
I hold open a door
Not to let a cart by
But for you
You show up when you please
Both in my head and not
And each time you do
I am left that much happier
Whitney
You don’t know
What you’ve made me regret
About my childhood and my past
How I wish I could have been the boy next door for you
And we could have grown up side by side together
You don’t know how much I wish we’d gone through school
Sharing classes and sharing smiles
Whitney,
You don’t know
How I long to have your life’s story
Tucked into my firsthand memory
So I can understand you
And love you all the more
But Whitney, you don’t know
How much I’m glad that isn’t so
Because if I already knew about you
All that there is to know
I wouldn’t appreciate you for who you are
In the same way that I do today
And I wouldn’t get to listen
To your captivating voice
Telling me the stories of your youth
And drowning me with you
Just a little bit further
My Whitney
Who has turned me mad
And made me sane
Who has cost me everything
And who is worth even more
Who has called me to doubt myself
But who is my solid and worthy rock
Whitney
Hear my ultimatum
Marry me
