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By angieubaldo Date: 2004 Apr 08 Comment on this Work [[2004.04.08.04.30.10648]] |
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He stands there Chit Chatting on his little silver cell phone. I guess my presence makes him nervous or afraid. I stare at the sky, look at my bitten fingernails. I need to stop my nervous little habits. I walk around the water, staring at my reflection against the starry San Antonio sky. The weather is warm, and soothing on my skin. Hes still talking, laughing and carrying on. I feel invisible. Finally he hangs up and looks at me. Does he realize, how much I despise that phone in the moment. Probably not. "So what do you want to eat?" "I dont know," I mumble, hoping my voice will give a hint as to my disgust. "Lets just walk down here then." He says, as he starts to walk, becking my to follow. I do as I see him slip his little phone into his pocket, secretly I wish I could toss it in the water. |