This popped into my head early this morning. Kind of like a dream. I see bits of stories from several people, including a little bit of me. Mostly, it's not me which made it fun to write. I can tell I wrote it on my phone while half asleep. It needs work. :)
Eager to please
Too eager to please, he thought
Says what she thinks I want to hear
How can she not know I can see that?
So obviously fake
Her words are meaningless
The only value
Is their dishonesty
I can’t live with such big lies
We all have our secrets
Little things we hide
We have our reasons
But lying to please
I wish I knew why
I wonder if I would like the real her.
Should I confront her?
Or walk away?
He was curious
She could tell something was wrong
The louder she laughed at his jokes
The less jokes he told,
She saw him wince when she touched his arm,
And knew it would soon be over.
Why did her relationships always end this way?
She knew the signs,
It was just a matter of time.
Should she hold on?
Was he the ghosting type,
He seemed like the type who was confident enough to say
This isn’t working for me
You deserve better.
It was fun while it lasted.
Good luck to you.
He didn’t seem like a string her along type.
But she’s been wrong before.
Might be worth waiting to see
If she was right.
She knew she was right about it being over.
She just wanted to know if she was right about him.
Would she cry
Ask him to stay together and she would work on it
Say he misunderstood her,
Agree and wish him well too,
Or give him the silent treatment,
Leave him wondering,
Whose fault it was,
And how they got that far?
It dawned on him that maybe
He had been too eager
Was he always that way when he met a girl?
This wasn’t the time to think about that.
He could philosophize
And dissect later.
He would call or text her tomorrow.