Remembering and lamenting
I've been going back through the calendar of my journal and reading all of my old entries. I came across an entry about a friend I knew in Austin. A very cool guy, but we never got very close. We worked together for awhile, until he quit, and we've only hung out (outside of work) maybe 3 or 4 times. However, we did talk on the phone a lot and he always had a way of cheering me up. A real cutie too. Very nice body. Same age as me. Liked the same kind of music and same basic taste in movies. I was so wrapped up in some other stupid heartbreak crap I guess I was blinded by it. I tell myself that his "perfection" was probably too good to be true, and he just would of ended up breaking my heart anyway.
Pretty funny how I would suddenly realize my attraction to him now, when he's miles and miles away. Safe distance, I guess? Is that what that's about? I dunno, but I feel like he might be the one that got away.
Anyway, just documenting my current thoughts.
Pretty funny how I would suddenly realize my attraction to him now, when he's miles and miles away. Safe distance, I guess? Is that what that's about? I dunno, but I feel like he might be the one that got away.
Anyway, just documenting my current thoughts.