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Fuckit.. after 2.5 years it came down to riding my
bike 20 miles up Scenic Highway at 3am to prove
that #1, I love this girl and #2, it's not gonna happen.
I left a pathetic note on her parked car at her parents'
house and then sent her like 5 text messages (after
having called her a few times). No response. :( And
after the elation of getting there and seeing the ditches
she might've played in as a child, I have to say that it
was a very very long sad ride back. One clerk at
Chevron told me "Forget about her..you a fine lookin'
man and if she don't want you then she dumb!"
Which is funny enough
But whatever.. however completely heartbroken I
am over this situation, I realize that I am an extraordinary
person... one who would, completely dedicated, ride his
bike through at least 10 miles of the worst BR ghetto
(okay... Mall City.. whatever.. I INSTALL DOORS THERE!)
and 10 other miles of college campus and 4 lane Central
nightmare to merely hold a girl's hand, and try to make
her happy. But the girl wasn't there for me... and I'm sure
she won't be happy when she wakes.
I need sleep now. Can I have sleep? I want to be away
for awhile. Don't picture me. And don't picture my
recent bad habits... I will escape someday soon.
Then, maybe, we can love me in equal measure.
And then, maybe, I can begin to forget.
bike 20 miles up Scenic Highway at 3am to prove
that #1, I love this girl and #2, it's not gonna happen.
I left a pathetic note on her parked car at her parents'
house and then sent her like 5 text messages (after
having called her a few times). No response. :( And
after the elation of getting there and seeing the ditches
she might've played in as a child, I have to say that it
was a very very long sad ride back. One clerk at
Chevron told me "Forget about her..you a fine lookin'
man and if she don't want you then she dumb!"
Which is funny enough
But whatever.. however completely heartbroken I
am over this situation, I realize that I am an extraordinary
person... one who would, completely dedicated, ride his
bike through at least 10 miles of the worst BR ghetto
(okay... Mall City.. whatever.. I INSTALL DOORS THERE!)
and 10 other miles of college campus and 4 lane Central
nightmare to merely hold a girl's hand, and try to make
her happy. But the girl wasn't there for me... and I'm sure
she won't be happy when she wakes.
I need sleep now. Can I have sleep? I want to be away
for awhile. Don't picture me. And don't picture my
recent bad habits... I will escape someday soon.
Then, maybe, we can love me in equal measure.
And then, maybe, I can begin to forget.