What more was asked?

I have to say hello to an old friend.

Would someone help me?

Would anyone even consider it?

A fleeting feeling standing on it's own holds up it's chin against the longevity of rationality.

How are such short term feelings ridiculously drawn out?

"I sent my hardened regards instead of love.

Your mild best wishes make me suspicious."

Pretty girls make graves, is a song by The Smiths

And they do...but I have observed, from a distance, the graves they make are quite frequently their own.

" Surprised to still be asking to be left alone? "

The sky was silent, the air stayed still, I assumed nature was bored and didn't feeling like putting on a show for little old me. Yes, the pine branch crackled as I pulled it to the ground, but that doesn't mean nature was the source of the sound. There was a great build up, I could sense it all around me. The air was heavy with humidity. To the movement of my arms, it had the density of sour cream. And then, and then, and then,

Nothing happened.