It had been on my mind ever since I last saw you. I even had the perfect outfit for the occasion. And evidently, there it was--the tiny smile of delight when both streams flowed into one without much effort.
But then the standoffish quiet bit.
Why do I feel lonely around you already? A frail artery was torn in two, and generic pre-dissappointment towards every person, animal or thing seeps through the coloured stripes of what should have been the tent for my childhood kyte-flying hours. A certain cynicism that will not allow us to cross that border. Even if I do call you tomorrow as you asked me to without asking.
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