Things Unseen

him - humourless

You've done it again.

My interest in you

is piqued and I can't

help but want to meet

you - the cynical,

humourless girl.

I agree, we should

meet in a public

place. Though, I'd

prefer if you didn't

stab me with a fork

if I introduce myself.

I send off this letter

and lean back

on my bed.

I wonder what I'll

wear - maybe I'll

pull a joke and dress

in attire fit for a

murderer. Or maybe

I should just dress

normally. Who knows

if your humourlessness

is infectious?