and she's looking at me like i don't know what, like she's waiting for me to say something but as soon as she imagines those words i'd say she realizes i'm not going to say them and if she gave me maybe six or seven chances i could string together an approximation, but not what she's waiting to hear. so she's thinking about that, waiting and knowing that what she's waiting on is never getting closer. she thinks- 'never getting closer', 'never going to happen'. like a milisecond of forgetting in between the two: never going to happen, (forgets) not getting closer, (forgets) etc..
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