this morning #305.

this morning, though she held out hope for his afternoon arrival, she went about her day anticipating that he may not show up when she expected. she had been neglected before & was sure there was more of that to come. the one-sidedness of their love & their arguments had become her cross to bear. to be fair, it had always been this way, with her falling hard for a man who fell short. she was fully aware of this pattern, so she went about her morning as if it was any other. make some waffles. wash the dishes. do some yoga. wash her hair. peruse social media. if the sound of her doorbell interrupted her at any point, she could revel in the surprise.