He made me dinner tonight. I'm not sure what his name is. He didn't remember my name, although I've told him already twice before. I thought he would remember, my name is pretty unique.
It was dark and drizzling out, perfect for my mood. I tried not to project, but some people can't tell either way. It was noisy there, and too bright.
I ordered the same thing I did the last two times. He didn't remember.
It is sort of a defeat, really. It got late, I had no food, I didn't want to starve. There is no food waiting for me on the table. I walk these streets alone, and no one knows if I go hungry.
I drag my feet there and back. I do what I have to. To get by.
The sandwich has cooled. It tastes sad. And lonely.
I light a candle to set the mood.
Dinner for one tonight.
Its always dinner for one for me..
ReplyDeleteits pathetic sometimes but whats a girl to do?
Do you cook? I just find it sad to get take out.
DeleteI often enjoy dining alone; sometimes that's the little time I have during my day to really collect and appreciate my own thoughts.
ReplyDeleteYes, I do cook, you can only do take out so much. I did eat out once alone,,that was pretty sad..but it was good food and i got some studying done..
ReplyDeleteI don't usually think while I eat dinner. I'm usually catching up on shows on my laptop.
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