My boyfriend moved out. Which has ended up being a good thing because I was starting to lose what I hold most dear, drum roll please... me. And the moment! I was losing the moment because I wanted to be far away from it.
He made a good call deciding to move out. I supported him in his decision.
What else would a good girlfriend do?
Now I'm not trying to slander the experience with my sarcasm, just toss in a humorous twist on things because these past few days I haven't been laughing much. I missed it. That's one of the things I like to do most.
He left yesterday and was gone by the time I got off work.
He left a stereo. My consellation prize for his cruelty and scorn and disappointment.
You, oh you whose eyes cross these words, I did my best to love him.
He made that difficult to do so, over-compensated for his general lack of substance and absence of integrity. That last sentence might be a bit uncalled for, but he said some pretty cruel things. There goes my human condition, the need for retaliation. I wish him well.
Oh, he wanted me to be hateful like he was. Wanted me to make him sleep on the floor. Kick him out of the house when he had no where to go to.
I'm not that kind of girl.
Now, if I had come home from work and he was still there, I would have packed his shit up myself and done the drive to land him somewhere else cause I had enough of the emotional rollercoaster, and I wanted off. He made me cry, then told me I was depressed. He said he cared, but I really don't think he ever did. He didn't act like it, just said a lot of you're beautifuls which for some of our time together made me feel really good. Actions speak louder than words.
Moving on.
People are asking me how are things going and I have fess up the truth and say "It didn't work out." There are a plethora of ways I can break it down to exactly how and why it didn't work out, but stating it simply works best.
I also tell them I would do it all over again.
In a heartbeat.
I have no regrets, I'm glad I took a risk and let someone in. I'm willing to love. I am willing to set a course for a love adventure even when the sea looks a little rough.
The fact that I'm willing to do so makes me feel good.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
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