bobby burgess. journal excerpt. october 4, 2003.
i said, hi. i said, i can't be with you. i said, i'm here for you as always, but not like a lovesick cat swirling around your ankles anymore, begging to be rubbed. i said, you'll have to approach me for my company. i said, if you're interested in me, show me. i said, i won't badger you every wednesday with "so, are you ready yet? what's going on? let's talk about us!" i said, i won't feel around in the dark anymore for what you need and what you mean. i said, figure it out and tell me. i said, i'm not going to board a plane every time i want to be close to you. i said, come to me when you think you're capable of being in a relationship, close or far, and come to me without subtlety.