Forget body language and hints, just say it already

Grin on your face
bounce in your step
sparkling eyes
as you pick up the check

she rolls her eyes
behind your back
makes mental notes
of the things that you lack

dude...
she's just not into you

you call all the time
"leave a message" again
exactly what you do,
over and again

she calls you back once
"yeah I'm busy this week"
probably crazy at work,
is what you think.

dude...
she just not into you

So Long

The soundtrack for that night was the slam of a car door, closely followed by ignition and the fading sounds of motion. After that, silence, broken only by the hum of a street lamp.

I felt every second of the next morning. The afternoon weighed so heavily on my shoulders that my manager sent me home early. The evening gave a moment's respite: a fleeting glimpse of the other side as the home team won. The night was spent watching the ceiling fan rotate, wondering I would do if it fell. Probably nothing. I felt so numb that the prospect of having an appliance fall on my manhood elicited nothing more than... well, nothing.

You can only ignore things for so long before you lose them forever.

Either that, or they blow up in your face.

That would've been preferable.

At least then I'd know where we stand.