G / A mere blip in time

I don't want to be sad. I don't want to be totally unproductive. I don't want to be alone.

You sort of get used to it. Then you get reminded about how life could be. Then you're back to wondering why it can't be you. Be for you. Be yours. Why you can't join the rest of your friends and family and colleagues and the rest of the entire human race.

I don't know, G.

Cute, complex, clever.

Four dates, one month, a mere blip in time.

I'm so used to things meaning more to the other guy but this time the tables were turned. And so I hoped. I hoped. I hoped. And I feared. A mere blip in time.

And I expect you'll find some better dood and you'll be ready.

And I, I... I don't know. I'll still be here.