Grrr dammit
You know... I can go months without talking to you. We're friends, yes, but not the kind of friends that hang out. I tried so hard to get you back when I finally figured out that it was you I wanted, but you choose someone else over me...twice...maybe more? Yet somehow you remained constant in my life. It seem that only after we broke up you really became a part of my family. Suddenly your friends with my uncles & cousins, and my Gramma suddenly starts asking about you. Or its like "Oh hey Mike stopped by with his new gf" great..thanks for the info. <<>>
So anyways...I'm happy now, really happy. I have a boyfriend whom I could see being with for a long time, and he makes me smile....which hey, lets all admit, that can be a rarity these days.
So now...you decide that you need someone to talk to. You call me last night, and I'm beside my boyfriend, and in front of another friend, and although I wasn't exactly rude to you, I surely didn't give you the kind of attention/attentivness that you normally would have gotten from me. The worst part is, I felt bad for not telling you I have a boyfriend, I wanted to, I thought about it, but the words eluded me...and I didn't.
I'll bet that it will be one of those things I'm going to regret...
So then this morning you call me...at 11:45...your not even usually up that early. Something must be wrong. And although last night I knew I should have asked you why you called, I didn't...but today I did.
I can hear you're crying...and you reply "Life is Shit"
Very discriptive, very you....
What worries me, is I know you so well...
You are such a strong person, and life has never been easy on you, but you've always managed, you've always pushed through...
So now the wheels start turning in my head, my stomach is un-easy, and all I can do is sit and wonder what could possibly be wrong.
I know you're not working, you're not happy when you're not working, but that isn't enough to get you upset. Like I said, you've always managed.
I think about your dad...I worry about him sometimes, he still acts like he's 50 but he's gotta be getting on in years...really how much more can he take....he needs to settle down.
And now, you've been alone for awhile. What has it been, two months. Two months to you without having a girlfriend, thats gotta be driving you crazy. You're not that kind of person, you feel this need to be with someone...
Whatever it is, I'm sure its killing you, because you aren't the type to just break down. It isn't like you to reach out to someone, for help, or guidence or compassion...it just isn't like you.
But I'm here...I'll come see you, and listen, and offer you understanding.
At least this will give me the chance to tell you in person that I've moved on, and that I'm with someone and don't plan on going anywhere. At least it will give me that chance to clear my mind...and make room for new thoughts, and memories, and feelings....
~Shal~
So anyways...I'm happy now, really happy. I have a boyfriend whom I could see being with for a long time, and he makes me smile....which hey, lets all admit, that can be a rarity these days.
So now...you decide that you need someone to talk to. You call me last night, and I'm beside my boyfriend, and in front of another friend, and although I wasn't exactly rude to you, I surely didn't give you the kind of attention/attentivness that you normally would have gotten from me. The worst part is, I felt bad for not telling you I have a boyfriend, I wanted to, I thought about it, but the words eluded me...and I didn't.
I'll bet that it will be one of those things I'm going to regret...
So then this morning you call me...at 11:45...your not even usually up that early. Something must be wrong. And although last night I knew I should have asked you why you called, I didn't...but today I did.
I can hear you're crying...and you reply "Life is Shit"
Very discriptive, very you....
What worries me, is I know you so well...
You are such a strong person, and life has never been easy on you, but you've always managed, you've always pushed through...
So now the wheels start turning in my head, my stomach is un-easy, and all I can do is sit and wonder what could possibly be wrong.
I know you're not working, you're not happy when you're not working, but that isn't enough to get you upset. Like I said, you've always managed.
I think about your dad...I worry about him sometimes, he still acts like he's 50 but he's gotta be getting on in years...really how much more can he take....he needs to settle down.
And now, you've been alone for awhile. What has it been, two months. Two months to you without having a girlfriend, thats gotta be driving you crazy. You're not that kind of person, you feel this need to be with someone...
Whatever it is, I'm sure its killing you, because you aren't the type to just break down. It isn't like you to reach out to someone, for help, or guidence or compassion...it just isn't like you.
But I'm here...I'll come see you, and listen, and offer you understanding.
At least this will give me the chance to tell you in person that I've moved on, and that I'm with someone and don't plan on going anywhere. At least it will give me that chance to clear my mind...and make room for new thoughts, and memories, and feelings....
~Shal~