He walked around the corner quickly. Took away the necessary seconds for composure. Her reaction was off guard. She whispered a common greeting. He glared through her with an emotionless face. It wasn't a look to be read as him not seeing her. He was annoyed. That lipstick. Had it been his instruction to wear it, no problem. She realized it would cause him to ignore her the rest of the day. His control was a follow up, leaving her to determine the cause. No eye contact, completely shut off. He wouldn't allow her to redeem herself. It would be a long day. Until he accidentally gathered up her papers with his. She had to retrieve them before he left. She approached and said you took my papers. With the same indifference he returned them. A crystal ball cannot reveal what happens within the soul. The facts and fears encountered in a moment is a roll of dice. The game, the rules, the winners, the losers. With a longing to resolve, the pathway bends leading deeper into the shadows of trees.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
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