I haven't seen you for about six years now since mutual friends
told me you were freelancing in the same building only two floors below
it was a huge place I'd never have known you were there otherwise
I looked you up on the internal system and
there was your name and number, no job title listed
you reluctantly suggested we grab a coffee not lunch together
and you hated it when days later we bumped into each other in the lift
The same person who'd once briskly told me not to bother
elaborating about my recent breakup
'I just don't have time for it'
I found this honesty quite refreshing
like the time I made an excuse for not being able to attend
your birthday party
'well have a nice life then'
It certainly wasn't because you secretly fancied me
there was name redacted who had to suffer in that role
And I hope you respected the fact that I never once certainly not now
ever spoke about your previous top secret role which I did actually just sort of mention
I enjoyed the many times you arrived at social events
made a beeline for me nervous about all the new faces
'who are all these freaks'
and when we worked on a project together said I'd understand
a certain idea 'because you've got a girl brain'
'do you mean that as a compliment?'
'I have no idea, it's just true'
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