broken

May 16, 2003 17:22

Ah, here we are now.

I'm back in Canda, got here a few days ago and the other day I broke my arm. Let me tell you, don't break your arm, it hurts like a bitch. Stupid movie. No, I kid, I love the move, I hate my arm though.

Typing with one hand not only takes longer but the saying "You never know what you have till it's gone" really comes into play.

I had a very long conversation with Eric last night. He was worried about my arm, which we talked about for about 10 seconds and then we fought. Angry that we can't make things work, angry that we're so angry. I cried. He was upset. We both want this break now. It just seems like the only solution since I can't be with him to work things out just yet. He told me there's a woman he's interested who seems to have mutual feelings for him. That stung. My man having feelings for another woman. The bite of him saying that subsided when I told him about my interest in another man. He was a bit shocked. The thing with Eric is he's my best friend, so talking about stuff was never hard untill we got married. I think that is what hurts both of us the most.

When the conversation ended, there weren't a billion "mwahs" over the phone. Just a simple "I'll call you" from me and then a hang up.

See, as hard as all this seems to be, it just feels really right. It just feels like Eric and I should be apart for now and I should see what can unfold with a certain someone.

But at the same time, it's killing me that another one of my marriages is done with.

I'm going to go make myself some tea and read or something. The pain in my arm just kicked in.

Or is that my heart?

~Halle
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