Exit Wounds
Words by Andrew
Well I must say tonight is not the night.
Last night could've gone better too.
So Party at Jesus' (woooo!... right?)
Normally a most jovial exprience. and it was, don't get me wrong. We had some definite fun. But shit came crashing down on me...and actually had been for some time.
I found myself remembering (having been within the proximity thereof) my ex. We spent a lunch together a few days ago. The meal was sub-par, but obviously beyond the point. Although I attempted to dodge it, I found myself unreasonably still emotionally tied up with her. I was handling it well in my opinion, until a phone rings one last saturday night, and SHE awaits to talk to me on the other end. "can I come" quoth the lady.
"aye" says andrew... or something along those lines.
We're having a fine evening. But alcohol and ex's dont mix. we kissed.
So.
Andrew, as we all know, happily with Lauren falls dazed to confusion, and ethicallly unsure of where he stands. He finds himself unable to generally speak to or even make eye contact with Lauren the next day. His guilt for his remaining attraction for his ex is overwhelming, and she being his first true love of sorts begins to take part.
He does what must be done in his situation. He confesses his guilt, and his actions, and explains why the guilt has taken over him. Although her sweet nature grants instant forgiveness, He knows that the shame inside him has changed how he can ever look at Lauren the same, knowing what betrayal he bestowed on her. He cannot forgive himself, and he knows that he will not allow himself to be with her.
a crying girlfriend begs him not to as he ends their happy relationship.
to be with the ex again? unsure. with feelings for lauren still remaining, so guilty that he cannot bear to see her stand for him.
He arrives home, eyes red and sore from tears, and he ponders what he has done. despite the sorrow he feels within him, he feels as if he has helped her. And hopefully himself somehow.
the end has come to what he enjoyed so much...
in hopes of bringing justice.
Well I must say tonight is not the night.
Last night could've gone better too.
So Party at Jesus' (woooo!... right?)
Normally a most jovial exprience. and it was, don't get me wrong. We had some definite fun. But shit came crashing down on me...and actually had been for some time.
I found myself remembering (having been within the proximity thereof) my ex. We spent a lunch together a few days ago. The meal was sub-par, but obviously beyond the point. Although I attempted to dodge it, I found myself unreasonably still emotionally tied up with her. I was handling it well in my opinion, until a phone rings one last saturday night, and SHE awaits to talk to me on the other end. "can I come" quoth the lady.
"aye" says andrew... or something along those lines.
We're having a fine evening. But alcohol and ex's dont mix. we kissed.
So.
Andrew, as we all know, happily with Lauren falls dazed to confusion, and ethicallly unsure of where he stands. He finds himself unable to generally speak to or even make eye contact with Lauren the next day. His guilt for his remaining attraction for his ex is overwhelming, and she being his first true love of sorts begins to take part.
He does what must be done in his situation. He confesses his guilt, and his actions, and explains why the guilt has taken over him. Although her sweet nature grants instant forgiveness, He knows that the shame inside him has changed how he can ever look at Lauren the same, knowing what betrayal he bestowed on her. He cannot forgive himself, and he knows that he will not allow himself to be with her.
a crying girlfriend begs him not to as he ends their happy relationship.
to be with the ex again? unsure. with feelings for lauren still remaining, so guilty that he cannot bear to see her stand for him.
He arrives home, eyes red and sore from tears, and he ponders what he has done. despite the sorrow he feels within him, he feels as if he has helped her. And hopefully himself somehow.
the end has come to what he enjoyed so much...
in hopes of bringing justice.