Games And What They Do To Our Complextion

Jun 27, 2007 01:15

How does one know if expectations are too high?

I sure as hell haven't a clue.

Thus I sit, makeup dried by six, coffee cooled by ten, conscience buzzing by eleven.

Simple communication barriers or miniature models of rejection- I couldn't know.

And it shouldn't matter, but of course, it always does.

PROMISES, insinuations perhaps, electronic flirtations or even FEIGNED attractions are nebulous in a world where global tracking systems mean your always everywhere- all the time- thus a second passed a tick-tock is cause for a 3 ton red flag (lowered in social air and repressed next to the scratchings at the back of the brain- quiet please, and just forget).

You obsesses, naturally, conjure perfectly reputable excuses and their nonchalant counterparts while wondering why you stood at the mirror so delicately beneath the soft lighting of your vanity.

"Just give him one more hour."

Yes.Yes. That will do.
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