Calm before the storm
I hate doing the laundry. Debatable, you said. You'd prefer to talk about it and try'na convince me there is somehow good in it. That, what if when we're married, I'm not gonna help you do the laundry? "Are you that heartless?" you said. Then I'd swear, now my part of convincing you, that no matter what I should help you out do that, among other household chores. You will not stop until you've hooked my attention, until you have the "upper hand" of the situation I should end up begging. Haha, those moments. Amid all the stress due to work and the things needed to attend to, one of it is, yes, the laundry. Turned out an escapist task for me—freeing me with the worries as I hum, thanks to the background music, and time is frozen for laundry is that chore you should not hurry. Suddenly. Deafening silence and heart-thumping chill filled the lavatory. Eyes wide open. Blank stares. The focus is you. I sought peace from it but doing the laundry has become yet another calm before the storm. Teleporting, transporting, you name it. You drag me out of the norm.
A cue. I was waiting for a cue from you. Predisposed by you. So I stare at your eyes. Btw, they give you away every time. I mean, who wouldn't know if you do or don't love me?So ... what might you really want me to do? Let me guess ... your eyes, sparkling, like maybe that's a yes? In sync with you like a little child, all smiles while ignorantly mimicking an older friend to whatever she might do. An underling (please, not lackey). Lucky me if she loved me that much and is not just luring me on my way to getting that flower at the chin of a scenic cliff.
What a horrible hunch.
Which is why I hate detailing hunches. Superfluous knack on guessing. But lo, people nearby tend to listen, comprehend, then prefer giving up to the "fact" that I'm right. Like I am the plotter. And you did it right, just as I have planned. I know, though not as well as you, your leaving is inevitable. Pre-disposed by you.
Does it really have to be this early, as soon as when I've just fallen in love with you?
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