PROCRASTINATION

I shouldn’t put it off any longer. Not when I’ve known for so long.

That it’s not going to work. That although we look right together there is something totally missing inside.

I already feel like I’ve betrayed her. When I’ve done nothing but been the perfect boyfriend.

The perfect boyfriend that knows it is going to end.

That’s why I can be perfect.

I know I’m on a time limit.

Maybe I’ll tell her over dinner on Friday.

Will that make it worse or better? A full stomach and a glass of wine to round the sharp edges?

Or maybe before dinner? Then if there’s a scene we can both save face and walk away majestically from our favourite bar.

After dinner we usually go back to her flat and make love.

Neutral ground would be better.

Maybe first thing in the morning. Maybe that will give her the day to adjust. Work off a bit of steam at the gym and forget me by lunch time.

Or maybe now.

Maybe I should just call her and arrange to meet.

And get the job done.

No more delay.

Or maybe I’ll just put a load of washing on, pour a brandy and think about it.

One more day of betrayal won’t make any difference.

Submitted by The Universe Speaks.

Tags: submission 6 notes | | Jun 8, 2011
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