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I left thursday afternoon for the Chicago area to go see Joey. Before I left, I called him, and he told me to hurry and that he couldn't wait to see me. :-)
Thursday night, I noticed things were a little off. Friday things had gotten worse. And saturday, I almost cried myself to sleep. This is NOT the fucking Joey I knew and fell in love with. When he found me, he didn't even flinch. He asked me what was wrong. I told him. And then he said, "well I'm okay, so let's go outside. I'm building a fire." Like everything is okay, when he knows damn well things are reallly not fucking okay.
This is the same man who almost had me convinced to pack up my shit and move out there to be with him. HE wanted that. Or at least that's what he said.
Now I'm so fucking hurt, because he's not only the man of my dreams, but he's also my best friend. That dream is now crushed, and I'm feeling the blow so fucking hard right now.
Thursday night, I noticed things were a little off. Friday things had gotten worse. And saturday, I almost cried myself to sleep. This is NOT the fucking Joey I knew and fell in love with. When he found me, he didn't even flinch. He asked me what was wrong. I told him. And then he said, "well I'm okay, so let's go outside. I'm building a fire." Like everything is okay, when he knows damn well things are reallly not fucking okay.
This is the same man who almost had me convinced to pack up my shit and move out there to be with him. HE wanted that. Or at least that's what he said.
Now I'm so fucking hurt, because he's not only the man of my dreams, but he's also my best friend. That dream is now crushed, and I'm feeling the blow so fucking hard right now.