Friday, March 07, 2008

Yet another you-know-who haiku (HBH 70)

Loves past and present,
Both equally neglectful.
Heart sinks into boots.

The dratted X woman can be in the same room as me and completely unaware of my presence. Even when she is stood right next to me. Even when she is in the same conversation. I can't recall being so thoroughly unregarded by anyone ever before. Perhaps it is this that galls me more than the thwarted affection. Perhaps.

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