The Look

Do you ever think how unfair it is to do that dreadful thing?
I flinch at the very thought, the very action I am overly aware that you are about to do.
That I am about to receive. I want to sometimes turn, and yell in your face, "why?"
"Why?"
"Why?"
Why do The Look, we know all too well, why do it at all I ask?
When done by a girl, the girl is taken aback and wants to crouch in a corner.
Yet- when done by a guy, yet received by a girl, the same cannot be said. The girl stands up tall, while the guy wanders on, wishing he dated her instead.

March 16, 2011