Prompted Shorties

Misheard Song Lyrics

Prompt: Think of some of the song lyrics you have mis-heard throughout the years. Pick your favorite, and use these mis-heard lyrics as the title of a new creative writing piece. Write a story, scene or poem based on this title.

Story:

Original: Got a long list of ex-lovers.

When I first heard it: "Got a lonely starbucks lovers."

I remember that day. It was mid October, late afternoon, leaves were spread across the unlit streets like pencil shavings dicing the town into neat and unfair portions. It was already cold that time. It's true that we were close to winter, but not quite there yet. Still, I couldn't bear the thought of not having a cup of coffee at "our" starbucks when he relayed his "important" message.

Then he came, the crazy silhouette of the man that I mistakenly thought would bear my kids. He said he wanted to talk. It seemed important at the time so, naturally, I was the first one to be here.

At our spot.

The spot where we first met, the spot where we had our first kiss, the spot where he... I- we, almost made love. There were a lot of memories buried here and I'm not entirely sure of myself if I want it to stay that way.

He came barging through the double doors like a doctor making his way to the ER to perform a very important surgery. His "talk", was the doctor's surgery. It could either save a life, or end it.

Mine was the latter.

I sit down on our spot, sip my coffee, and I'm back to 6 years ago.

"Hey, Warren, I got your text, what's up?" I said as I looked at him. Sweat slightly covering his forehead, leaves clinging oh so tightly on his varsity jacket, and the stench of lavender strangely evident from him.

"I uhm." He started. "Need to tell you something."

"Yeah? Sounds important."

"I- I don't know how to say this."

"Sit down, let me get you some coffee." I stood up and tried to get to the counter, but then he said it.

"Jessica's pregnant."

My heart stopped, my world stopped. How on earth did my best friend get herself pregnant and didn't even bother to tell me?

"I... got her pregnant."

I looked at our spot from where I stood. Just as my world quickly formed from the first time we met, it quickly fell apart, got destroyed, hammered, burnt and got thrown in the trash somewhere.

He broke my heart, but they both broke my trust.

"Claire I-"

"I have to go Warren." I started getting my things but he stopped me.

"I'm sorry, I don't know-"

"Save it. You both deserve each other." My world crumbled more as I left that starbucks.

The funny thing about it is that, I literally almost died because of him. But, as Kelly Clarkson once said, "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger".

That's why I'm here, at our spot. Confronting my demons, dealing with the pain and also practicing on how to forgive them.

Because I'm hoping that, one day, I won't be a lonely starbucks lover anymore. Or was it lonely star-crossed lovers? I really need to check those lyrics that Taylor Swift wrote.