“Mysterious Serum” by Julia on her couch

Saturday September 10, 2016
5 minutes

Been trying to figure her out for a long time. Thought I understood her then. Though I understood her now. Thought the whole time I could really see her until I couldn’t. It happened over night. She disappeared. Poof. Gone. I called her old number. Tried to connect. She stopped answering. She stopped wanting to be found. Whatever it was-the mask or the safety net-it was good until it wasn’t. It worked until it didn’t. And when it didn’t it was no longer safe. No longer a good idea to be alone with her. To give her any insights. To give her any inches to be turned into miles.