Forever Waiting Sickens Me

Good enough?
First date.
Not sure.
I guess I could ask myself.
I’m afraid of the answer.
She loves me.
She loves me so fucking not.
I vacillated the length of a Ferris wheel, puking anxiety on her zipper.
She bent over, cackling to tears, and took a selfie of us together.
I’d say it’s close to permanent.

(© 2022 AC)

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