In Waves

My date asked me if I was depressed.

I froze,

Not sure how to answer her.

I was a few beers in,

And I think I mumbled something like,

“It comes and goes in waves.”

. . . I’m not sure why I was that honest with her . . .

The next day she said she didn’t see a future with me because we had different values.

I thought that was a pretty fucked up thing to say to someone. 

My values? I think I have a few of those somewhere.

. . . Why not just lie and say that our astrological signs aren’t compatible? Why the attempt to gut me?

Oh well . . .

It all comes and goes in waves anyway . . . even love.

-CH 4/23/25