I thought he was trying to show me something by doing all of it.
But all it showed me was how desperate he was.
Desperate to stay.
Desperate for me to notice him.
But he didn’t realize that.
He thought I was impressed.
Impressed with what he was doing.
He was wrong.
I wasn’t impressed.
Whatever he was doing wasn’t getting him anywhere.
And it was time he understood that.
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Categories: flash fiction