fingers tense around the pen, I clench and unclench my jaw - time to write.
I’m invisible to you now. Communication has dwindled to nothing I try to change this but I can’t. On a bus Three rows to my left I barely recognize you. You text me once, a brief message. I notice your wording. Your words aren’t overly meaningful. I glean a new meaning Or am I just… Continue reading Only When It Suits