Lovelorn Stories

Randall was propped against the Formica and vinyl-clad wet bar at the Alverton Volunteer Fire Department Social Hall. At the opposite side of the space, next to a long table of cookies, the polka band had launched into a zesty rendition of the Chicken Dance. Guests wove through a garden of dining tables toward the dance floor. Randall tipped his glass toward a purple-chiffoned bridesmaid who wobbled past his post at the b...

When I made you look I couldn't think about your pain,But now that its my turn I can hardly bear the strain.I feel our chemistry but it was born too late,A few weeks earlier I had let her in the gate.Now that she's gone and I'm free again,I see him around and know I'm hoping in vain.I see how wrong I was for thinking you'd wait,And I feel the pain for being too late.I keep wondering if I'll ever get your attention again,O...