Fun anguished.

isn’t this fun?
no, this is horrible.
come on, it’s not that bad.
maybe not for you, but i’m frustrated.
how can you be frustrated?
simple. this causes me anguish.

Meeting, why?

they asked to meet.
why are we meeting?
they said to figure things out.
do we need proximity?
no.
so then why do we meet?
i don’t know.

I thought what she didn’t

i told her who i thought i was.
she told me who she thought i was.
we both sat and let time tell us who we were.
looks like we both thought opposite.