Eulogy 3

a note on agreements made after an alcohol fueled fight of pent up grievances

The Lover is Always the First Suspect

“You know if he goes missing they will suspect you first”

Oh the wise words of an older sister seeing the end of the relationship before me. I don’t know how you refer to that week in Bermuda but I affectionately call it “Breakup Cruise 2006”. It’s a recounting that has delighted many hearts along the way, they don’t so much laugh at your expense but more so blanche at my bluntness.

“You broke up with him on a cruise?!”

I couldn’t help it, we said we would discuss it all when we got back to Bayonne but you had to bring it up, your face so hopeful that this was the right thing to do! And my face, saying all the things that very quickly my mouth said as well. Did you so swiftly forget how we verbally berated and tore down one another six tiny nights ago? How so many people heard every word of disdain we tossed at each other?

How we both meant what we said ?