Big Fish in a Small Town

I saw you tonight for the first time since that night, upon agreeing that we would meet before I left this town.

I anticipated myself to be stronger than I really was and I ended up choking on words that my mind wouldn't dare let come up. That's okay though, because the show was sad, so I had an excuse to cry before you could see the facade I had spent so many days trying to conceive.

I have to hand it to myself, though. Out of all the times you looked at me, not once did I let a smile leave my face. You saw a joyful depiction of me that you once knew and loved, while deep inside, I was trembling. But you didn't see. Or you didn't care. Either way, I walked to my car as a woman who was okay.

But then you forgot about me and left me.

What's new?

Oh, but it gets so much worse. You remembered me and insisted on turning around. So there I sat like the idiot I have made myself to be.

Confrontation is a whole hell of a lot scarier when it means facing someone you love. And so there we were in the dark, face to face with nothing to say. A simple hello and you were on your way as if nothing had phased you. And that will be the last I'll see of you before I move on to a bigger pond.

I guess I can't expect much anymore. I'm just glad I never stopped smiling.


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