When I stand in front of you there’s barely any eye contact, if there is it’s because it’s a kind of a “requirement”. When I am standing off to the side or walking past I know you’re looking at me.
I look around the room because I’m afraid I’ll “lock up” again. I’m not looking to see if anyone I know is there. You’ve been difficult to read all those subsequent times I’ve seen you.
And pardon me for asking but was that you on Monday ? I don’t know for certain but I felt a chill… Must’ve been the Slurpee.
I know something was once there at least. You questioned me remember? I’m just wondering if there still might be.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, my appearance is outdated. Perhaps acquiring some new jeans will freshen my style.