a perfect 360
“Really?” she screamed. And I swear that had to be the torpedo that sunk the ship in my chest after she read that text. I knew I had started a flame that I couldn’t put out, a silly result of my insecurities that she was the one and even the slightest possibility that she could extinguish my doubts.
Blissful perception that I held the qualities to be your one and only vanished into thin air, like smoke on a windy night; and her countenance read, “But you love me right?” It’s funny how the person that I had pretended to be washed away, just like the makeup that magnified her beauty. The nigga in me was reluctant to plead my case but her tears were a cue to me.
I guess that in this meeting of Congress, she amended the love document that I had been abusing; using it only in arguments and cleverly using articles when her flaws came to my acknowledgement. Not secure enough to be with her so I would rather be by myself… my goodbye was particularly short even though I claimed it was heart-felt.
This is just simple mathematics…
In this triangle, I have to choose between the old me, the new you, and a future that I can’t predict… but judging by your signs, I would cosign that you are probably my perfect solution. Maturity I see, is a major factor and there is no substitution… and I’m sure that my doubts will only keep reducing. Hindsight is funny ain’t it? Granted, that I took her for granted, her wanting me back seems too uncanny.
“Why did you call?” read the text… it was obvious I was be nexted. Perplexed at the 360 that had just went into effect….but now that she is gone, I can see her purpose; inclined to my cynical thoughts, I’d say it was perfect.