Wicker King (jtoomey) wrote,
Wicker King
jtoomey

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Calling Your Bluff

Do you remember that time we went driving at like two-thirty in the morning?

It was raining lightly, and the windshield-wipers on your ancient, green, hand-me-down car had no intermittent setting, so they kept making this God-awful scraping whine as they dragged across the glass.

I remember that the pale blue glow of the instruments highlighted the circles under your eyes.

I remember that I told you your relationship was destructive, and that you had better ditch out ASAP, but I think you thought I was too biased to be believed.

Maybe I was.

We were kind of quiet after that.

The bluffs were silent, you were melancholy, and I was self-righteous.

Maybe we all were all three.

Maybe you don't remember, but I do, and I just wanted to let you know.

Yes, you.

Sorry.
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