Expecting Expectations From Experience

you nearly glowed
"yeah. yeah, it went really well."
real bloody well, I'd say.
Your eyes got all soft, melted.

I never heard her name.
Didn't matter. Past a point where names
mattered

connections- however promising
leave you vulnerable.

(It's terrifying, isn't it?)
[Also brilliant.]

I don't know from experience, not really
But I know Enough to know that.

I know enough to know that I'm
sorry.