Sunday, November 04, 2018

Give In?

Nobody ever really knows where you are. Even when you're in plain view, they can only guess. Visions of other things cloud your eyes. Except one time; the time you thought you weren't seen. Right then, there was clarity.

Anyone who thinks they aren't wanted will avoid being around the ones who don't want them around. Grin and bear it when they must, they'll end interaction as soon as possible. Agonizing moments of obvious awkwardness followed by the pang of rejection and the search for some other thing to think about. It's hard to get away from. No, it's not impossible, just very distressfully difficult.