By returning just enough of their calls,
So they probably get the picture,
That is talent.
By acting slightly bored,
Even when your heart is racing,
Now that's talent.
By keeping your cool under pressure,
Although you want them then and there,
That is talent, too.
By deftly avoiding their gaze,
While they stare a hole through you,
Is also talent as well.
But by claiming and professing your love,
In such clandestine and secret ways,
That is not talent at all,
But rather childish foolishness,
Of which I'd rather not be a part.
1 comment:
i believe this is what numerous people feel when they have a crush or like/love someone. you feel you have to keep this cool persona, when you realize you're not being totally true to yourself. after a while playing games is no fun... love it...
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