miss me when I am gone

miss me when I am gone

fiction
edward w pritchard

The only reliable indicator of affection is if you are missed when you are gone. As in are various ploys and stalls devised to detain you when you are about to go or move on. Perhaps you are warned of increment approaching weather, or danger from marauding armies, or possible imminent losses in the pending business deals that had motivated you to be on your way.

When such tactics are initiated to control your comings and goings by your dear one- parting is so much the sweeter- and the next arrival is so much to be anticipated.

However at some point aging steals your beauty and desirability and there is no one to miss you when not around. At that point try the checkout girl at the local convenience store,- she is always a captive audience to your fantasies and secret affections;- even if she is usually visibly annoyed by your appearance and continued existence.

Pick an attractive young thing to haunt. One who is of the same sub genre of species of beautiful dolls who came before her in your admiration and affection will do. Perhaps one with an icy stare if you are so inclined, - Or a formal and aloof presentation if that's your predilection.

Then stop by early each morning to circle the busy store where she is a waitress of the cash register going about her prescribed duties. Stare into her lovely eyes and pay with a hundred dollar bill.- For a few moments you are in ecstasy.

If she flirts with the young truck delivery drivers ahead of you that's part of the spice of amour.

If she not working today? -How you will miss the lass when she is gone.- It gives you something to dwell on until tomorrow.

The only true indicator of affection is if one is missed when they are gone.