Everywhere it seems, in all the corners of the earth there's a beautiful woman waking up to her cell phone companion checking for a message from him. No new messages sets the tone and reminds that today will not be different. He will have not gotten in touch by noon or even five pm. He's too busy and so are you to be worried about his negligence. But you hang on to hope because hope is the assured expectation of things hoped for and just as you were expecting, you get a text two days later off topic about what may as well be the deep blue see. And you plug in, and seem interested, and reply thoughtfully because you would never want him to think there were more pressing things on your mind than his thoughts about said deep blue sea. "You are pathetic," you think before going to bed the next night. But in an effort to prove that you're not, you text him again before bed to say goodnight. Still wide awake 1 hour later your empty inbox confirms your suspicions of one hour ago.
No comments:
Post a Comment