Undone

Sappy and Clingy

I said so. I am so I am. That made no sense, but then again I happen to not care.

It’s me. I know I”m sappy because when I look at the Morning star it reminds me of him, and there’s no reason why other than it just does. Or why when I go to work (and break my quarintine) I get butterflies in my stomach when I walk in and he says hi, and there’s dimples in his cheeks that are just perfect. There is NO reason why I should feel like that.

No reason. No signs.

I’m a five year old stuck in a seventeen year old body.

I feel like it. I feel like no one takes me serious.

Tonight at work a customer said I’d make a good boss. Whereupon my co-worker agreed, and the customer left.

My two co-workers laughed about it. It hurt my feelings. It’s really stupid I know, but I felt like maybe they actually took me for more than just eye candy for once. i felt good. Until they snickered. all my confidence went into the garbage. Good for me, I’m eye candy, and nothing more or less; if you could be less.

Honestly I just think that life will move on. Oh well.

Closing time you don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here….

I know who I want to take me home–

Do I?

Derringer Meryl