Matters of a lonely heart
Well that just stings. After weeks of being inseparable, weeks of "nothing serious" then being told I'm not girlfriend material but still speaking most days and somehow being on speed dial for late night company, LX is complaining about being lonely and wanting a girlfriend. OH REALLY, YOU SONOFA-... sigh. Not even. I don't know what's wrong with me.
The weekend in Sydney was awesome, maybe a little too good. Not what I expected but never the less lovely. I didn't want to come back, Melbourne is cold & miserable. Maybe I have outgrown it. How does one outgrow a city like Melbourne? I think I just need to meet some new people.
I'm so lonely, I miss having someone to share my life and my bed with. I think the weekend reminded me of that. Even just watching Sunday night TV with a beer and a head in my lap, my hand on a chest. So nice. There's only so long I can ignore it.
Why is my heart predisposed to those unavailable emotionally or geographically? What am I avoiding?
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