My Secret Shame
Something must be wrong. I am listening to Kelly Clarkston and I am feelin it. Identifying with these trite lyrics about heartbreak. HAHAHAHA. ok, so Ms. Clarkston is my secret shame. She is one of many secret music artists that I quietly love. My first secret shame was New Kids On The Block (NKOTB)...in fact they were my first concert. I remember being by the stage surrounded by pubescent girls who were clamoring at the chance of touching one of "the new kids" The other memorable "secret shame" was the group "The Party" If you remember them...then you are as lame as me. HA! My cousin Rebecca and I would go driving in the country singing this song of theirs "that's why", playing it over and over again to get the harmonies just right. Ahhhh..good times. It is funny how simple little things resound so strongly in my head, and make me smile.
All the things we take for granted...the things that we forget about until they are gone. Speaking of..... I saw "greg" yesterday. Man I need to stay away from him for a while. I know I am a sick puppy, but I don't like torturing myself that much. So hard to be around him without feeling regret, it is poison to any relationship, sexual or not. I really want to be "ok" when I am around him, but it kills me to think I can't hold him. Then I see a picture of him and his new man on the mantle, and its too much. Feels like someone is standing on my chest.
I know that all of this will pass with time. I just wish it could happen sooner then later. I need to get on with things and be friends with "Greg" and his new man. I actually met the new boyfriend a month ago. He is a good guy, friendly, and personable. I just hope he treats him the way he deserves to be treated. I am still protective...sue me.
Hummm..I think i am going to go and download that lame song Rebecca and I used to sing. Well until next time...I leave you with this thought:
-Do not weep; do not wax indignant. Understand.
Baruch Spinoza
Later,
-LUVSIK
All the things we take for granted...the things that we forget about until they are gone. Speaking of..... I saw "greg" yesterday. Man I need to stay away from him for a while. I know I am a sick puppy, but I don't like torturing myself that much. So hard to be around him without feeling regret, it is poison to any relationship, sexual or not. I really want to be "ok" when I am around him, but it kills me to think I can't hold him. Then I see a picture of him and his new man on the mantle, and its too much. Feels like someone is standing on my chest.
I know that all of this will pass with time. I just wish it could happen sooner then later. I need to get on with things and be friends with "Greg" and his new man. I actually met the new boyfriend a month ago. He is a good guy, friendly, and personable. I just hope he treats him the way he deserves to be treated. I am still protective...sue me.
Hummm..I think i am going to go and download that lame song Rebecca and I used to sing. Well until next time...I leave you with this thought:
-Do not weep; do not wax indignant. Understand.
Baruch Spinoza
Later,
-LUVSIK