In traveling back and forth to WV I met someone.
He's about my age....he's cute....he's an only child. Never married...partnered several times.
He gave me flowers.
The first time I have been given flowers.
He gave me sunflowers....my mom and daughter's favorites.
The second time he gave me roses in a deeply crimson vase.
It felt good to have someone make a fuss over me.
But for all that good feeling....it just didn't seem right. After all he lives back there....and I live here.
He is jobless....and strikes me as somewhat of a low achiever.
I found myself feeling exceedingly drained when he was around me for a great period of time.
So it seems to have faded.
Like the fall leaves....
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