DJLA
Bluelighter
you come into my room
without knocking
and look at me with big brown eyes and a face i'm sure you've practiced
"i'm so sorry, Lindz."
I look to where there should be pools of tears or at least some shade of real apology.
I'm met with two empty brown nothings.
i catch myself, the words "no worries" in my throat...the response i've been condidtioned to give you.
Instead, I take a breath
smile curtly
search one last time for a glimmer of anything worth saving...
" it's better this way. now you don't have to pretend you like me and i don't have to pretend i care."
without knocking
and look at me with big brown eyes and a face i'm sure you've practiced
"i'm so sorry, Lindz."
I look to where there should be pools of tears or at least some shade of real apology.
I'm met with two empty brown nothings.
i catch myself, the words "no worries" in my throat...the response i've been condidtioned to give you.
Instead, I take a breath
smile curtly
search one last time for a glimmer of anything worth saving...
" it's better this way. now you don't have to pretend you like me and i don't have to pretend i care."
