Cold

A ripple for every moment

Frigid sky scattered here and there. Shadows watch mountains who are not easily scared. Snowflakes fall as time stands still, while sun's warmth trembles under the treacherous chill. Depths run thin as the ice grows, and blue meets white in the blue shallow. Everything covered perfectly in a blanket, one that is cold and doesn't need to fake it.

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There are only so many ways a person can be letdown. However, I feel like I'm approaching a limit, some undefined value of social interaction. Drawing it out with the complexity of a math problem when all it really needs is a question. And I find myself flirting with curiousity and meddling with apathy as I try to find the question so I can know the answer.

In the past I found the question, but found the wrong answers. "I don't think of us as more than friends" or "I'm not physically attracted to you." Even as unprofessional as, "But you're my boss." Then there were those other times when the questions got in the way of the answers, "You're really sweet and a really nice guy, but you weren't physical enough."

Each and every beautiful letdown was issued for good reason, leaving me with a different perspective about how relationships work. However, every person is different. Every person will want or need something different. You can't assume there is an ultimate standard, you just can't.

I just hope that the next time I find the question, that I find the right answer. And not because I have had so many letdowns in the past, but because this was the answer.

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