Mar 26, 2018 00:35
L's boyfriend is home during the weekend, so I won't get to see him much.
I don't actually have other friends that I hang out with. So I stay home playing video games, smoking pot and listening to music.
This morning I spent some time with L in his room. We didn't speak much. He was reading a book and I was scrolling through the internet on my phone. A little while later he got up to get dressed for work.
"I love this hoodie." he said.
I looked up to see he was wearing a thin blue hoodie, tight and snug on his body. He looked good.
"Sad thing is," he said "it probably belonged to Xander. Or Ryan. Or...Sam? I can't remember."
I looked back down to my phone and said "Who is Sam?Another ex?"
"Yeah...man, something is wrong with me."
I stayed silent. He's had a long stream of lovers over the past couple of years. There was someone in between Ryan and Xander too. I don't remember her name. I asked him once if he is ever single. He said he doesn't do well with being alone. I know people like that. They jump from one lover to the next. Too afraid to leave an unhappy relationship until they've found someone new. I guess I never really understood that.
He's afraid to be lonely. I get that. But how many hearts does he have to break before he figures out what he wants?
And I can't help but wonder who broke his heart so badly that he's lost himself jumping from one person to the next.